AN: I hope I wrote the action in the last chapter and this chapter well. Please let me know what you think.

Also I've started writing Healing Blitzo chapters for those waiting for that fic :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Helluva Boss or Hazbin Hotel

Loona hated to be stereotypical, but she was having a bloodlust of a fun time with this attack to the point where her tail hasn't stopped wagging since she blew up those trucks. Reloading her rifle, Loona quickly ducked for cover as some of the idiots who hadn't retreated started firing upon her. A few sniper shots echoed in the hellhound's ear before Moxxie called her. "You're in the clear, Loona. I suggest you head to a different cover spot."

Realizing Moxxie was right, Loona jumped out of the guard tower and landed one of her four paws before darting for a blockade wall. She aimed her rifle to see if there were any more assholes to take care of, but the last three were soon headshot by her dad on the other end of the base.

"Alright, looks like that's all the bastards in the open. I can see a few of them in the barracks but not enough for a clean shot," Moxxie answered on the radio.

"Millie, how are the turret guns holding up?" Blitzo asked.

"They just ran out of ammo a few minutes ago. They're filling the place up now," Millie answered in a somewhat teasing tone even though she was indicating her location was now swarming with the enemy. "But don't worry. I left them a surprise before I left."

For the second time that night, an enormous explosion went off where the weapons storage was, and it was even bigger than the one Loona had pulled off. A few body parts rained in the air before flopping into a burn wet mess on the pavement ground. Loona whistled with an impressive smirk. "What did ya use?"

"Some C4 I found lyin' around."

"Millie, can I propose to you aga-" A high-powered gunshot went off, followed by a stream of curses from Moxxie. "Son of a spiked cocked monkey!"

"Mox! You okay?!" Millie asked, which made Loona worry as well.

"I'm fine! But it looks like they got a sniper too! Take cover! I'll deal with this asshole!"

"You heard him!" Blitzo said on the other line. "Find cover and take out these shitheads! Move to the commander center building and keep your head and ass low!"

While Blitzo was upset that they managed to temporarily put a halt to their sniper, he was confident that Loona and Millie could handle the rest with him. Millie was much of a psychopath as he was when it came to killing, and he taught his baby girl all he needed to know despite his overprotective father's feelings worrying about his precious puppy.

Sneaking into one of the barracks, Blitzo pressed his back against the wall and poked his head towards the window where he saw at least several other demons all loaded with weapons and aiming at all the entrances. They even turned up the beds to act as barricades for cover.

Digging into his pocket, Blitzo took out a flashbang grenade and smirked. Pulling the pin, he smashed it through the wall and waited for it to take effect. One of the demons shouted "grenade," but it was too late as the explosive went off, causing the others to scream and panic from the noise. Seeing his chance, Blitzo made for the door and smashed it open before plugging the first demon, a female imp, with six shots that sent her down. Rushing over to a stumbling humanoid devil, Blitzo shoved the butt of his gun into the taller demon's stomach, making him kneel over so that the imp assassin could throw him over his shoulder and put a bullet through his eyes when he landed on his back.

Turning around, Blitzo saw a black and red spotted leopard with two heads lifting his gun, so Blitzo quickly fired two shots into his kneecaps each. A click of the FN SCAR indicated it was out of ammo, so Blitzo dropped it and rushed towards his wounded target. Jumping onto the two-headed leopard demon, he wrapped his long legs around both its necks, leaned back, and hurricanrana it to the ground while pulling out a Kimber Warrior .45 ACP with a laser sight. He placed it at the side of the first head, right at the temple, and fired. The bullet went right through the first one's skull before ending up in the second's brain, killing both with one shot.

Seeing the other four starting to get back up, Blitzo rolled to one of the beds for cover as one of them, an owl demon that was around Octavia's size, started firing their pistol at him. Blitzo peered to the right as the bullets were stopped by the thick iron bed and noticed a fire extinguisher next to his current opponent.

Taking aim, he fired a bullet which caused the extinguisher to leak right into the face of the screeching owl demon. Blitzo jumped over the bed and ran towards the blinded rebel to deliver a jumping knee to the owl's beak, sending him to the wall. Blitzo soon followed up by providing two headshots as his essence escaped his body and faded into nothing. Noticing a targeting laser on his chest, Blitzo barely dived to the ground to avoid getting filled with machine-gun fire from another imp on the other end.

He rolled a bit to the left, firing a few more shots which managed to hit the imp, but he didn't go down despite the holes in his body. Standing behind a wooden column, Blitzo reloaded his pistol before his instincts told him to duck. Diving down, he narrowly avoided a giant overweight pig demon taking his head off with a battle-ax of all things. Ignoring his need to cry out why such a thing was even being used, Blitzo unleashed a full clip of angel ammo into the bloated body of the pig before it fell down with a big thud. Reloading again, Blitzo rolled out and shot the wounded imp who was trying to reload, sending him down for good.

Okay, that was six. Kinda seven if you count the two-headed guy, so where is-shit! Blitzo thought as he felt a bullet graze his ear. He ducked and fired in the direction of the other shooter, an imp just as tall as him, who fired back from the other side of the room. The two ran around, dodging and firing at one another until Blitzo decided to end this and dived in between two beds to tackle the other imp. He kicked Blitzo off, who tried to get in a shot, but the other demon grabbed his arm, holding the gun, twisted it, and forced Blitzo to let go. Fortunately, the assassin's tail managed to grab it and bring it up to the face of the other imp, who quickly let go and grabbed the gun, releasing the ammo clip it held. Blitzo pulled his weapon back with his tail just as the other imp aimed his own pistol at Blitzo, who managed to tilt his head far enough to avoid a bullet in the head before pushing his palm up and then elbowing the arm to force him to drop the gun. Blitzo then spun around and back kicked the imp backward just as he drew a knife and charged forward once he was back on his feet. Blitzo simply flipped the gun from his tail to his hand and fired point-blank just as the imp was about to stab him.

"They always forget there is one in the chamber," Blitzo muttered with a smirk.

His small victory was short-lived as the back door opened up, revealing three armed thugs aiming at Blitzo. "Don't move, dip shit!"

"Hey!"

The three turned around from the sudden yell, only for them to suddenly get filled with lead from a new shooter. Each bullet seemed to drill right through them, and their wounds were twisted open before popping out like popcorn. Two of them went down, but a hellhound, struggling to stay up, tried to get in a shot before a sharp angel steel knife was thrown and split his face in two from impact. Millie quickly walked in with an APC45 and reloaded her gun with a smirk. The magazine had a small see thru where the bullet tips were still angel steel but were twisted like a drill screw which explained the strange wounds.

"Needed help, Blitz?" Millie asked, hand on her hip as she took her knife from the dead demon and placed it back in the large green bag behind her back.

Blitzo reloaded his pistol before getting his FN SCAR. "I had it under control. Anyway, shall we go tango with the rest of the slimeballs in this fucked up base?"

"Sure, but let's not make a habit of it, or Mox will get jealous," Millie teased as the two made their way out of the barracks.

"N-no! Wait, pl-" A shotgun to the face ended the pleading demon's cries as Loona retriggered her X-Model .410. She looked over at the barracks she had painted red with it as five more bodies were added to her growing count list. Loona made her way further into the barracks before noticing a slightly open doorway. Curious, Loona opened it and made her way down the hall as she heard a set of voices talking to each other in a room nearby.

"Come on! Come on! Delete all of it! They could be here any minute!"

"Hey, I didn't hear any more gunfire. For all we know they could have gotten them!"

"And maybe I'll start shooting sugar plum fairies out of my ass! Just delete the data before-" Loona kicked down the door with her shotgun raised as glasses-wearing pink and red kitsune jumped up in fright while a nearby-looking female imp with a thin body and orange hair froze in place. "Shit!"

The kitsune tried to go for the submachine gun, but Loona blew his head off with a single blast. She aimed her shotgun at the panicking imp who covered their head with their arms. "Please don't shoot! I'm just an IT girl!"

Loona was about to ignore her when she noticed what kind of a room this was. There were computers everywhere with a dozen mainframes and filing cabinets. "Hey!" Loona asked, getting the female imp to gulp. "What's this room for?"

"I-I-It's our data storage room," she answered as her blue jeans pants started to form a wet spot that made Loona wince in disgust from the smell. "W-we store all our emails, contacts, plans, and stuff here."

"Does that include who sponsors you and your contact with other terrorist cells?" Loona asked.

"Y-yeah! You want them?! Take them! I didn't even want to join this stupid group! I only had to because they would have had me arrested if I didn't!" She complained, sobbing tears from her eyes.

"Wait, arrest you? A cop told you to join a terrorist group?" Loona asked, curious.

"N-No, someone from the Royal Guard. I...I may have stolen account money from a few nobles before they caught me. They told me if I joined, then I'd get a clean slate," she whispered, shaking her head. "These guys have a lot of connections. I'm surprised you're even willing to go after them."

"Hmm," Loona bit her lip and realized this was info her dad needed to know. Walking over, she noticed a pen and paper on the desk before writing down an email address. "Send all the data to this address. If you do anything funny, I'll make you start shitting in fear instead of pissing in it."

"R-right! I'll do it right away!" the female imp shouted as she started typing into the computer at record speed. "It's not a lot, most of it got destroyed thanks to me and Kenny, the kitsune you shot, but I can still give you the rest."

"Guess it's better than nothing. You got a name, pisser?" Loona asked.

"K-Kari."

"Well, get to it, Kari," Loona said as she went for her ear mike. "Hey, Blitz? Got some good news for you. I found a place where they store digital data. I'm strong-arming one of them to send it to us now. It's not a lot, but maybe it can give us a lead."

"Nice work, Loony. After they're done doing so, kill them," Blitzo ordered.

Loona took a look at the terrified imp girl and sighed. "She was forced to join, Blitz. Besides, she looks like she would have a heart attack if she had a gun in her hand."

"No one gets out of her alive save for Kern so we can interrogate him. Either you kill her, or I do it. Moxxie, how are you doing?"

"I'm just about ready to get rid of the sniper, Boss. Give me five minutes."

"Right, Loona, stay there once you're done. Me and Millie can handle the rest."

Shit, Loona thought in her head as she stared at the scared imp IT and wondered what to do now.

Vigo would be the first to admit that he didn't care about whether or not the souls of the damned went to Heaven or not. The only reason he had joined was that Kern had asked him to do so, and the velociraptor would follow his captain to the ends of existence if need be. Unlike most officers these days, all noble pompous jerkwads who cared more about their image than actual military action, Kern was a strict and disciplined demon who cared about his men about Hell in general. The man was a family man, a warrior, and, more importantly, a loyal soldier to the ideals of what Hell was meant to be: a powerful society where you rose with your own power to achieve greatness while freeing yourself from the chains of limitations. Limitations that were put on by God since creation.

These days few in Hell really cared about the War against Heaven, especially those who brought human apathy into their world. He blamed how human society had developed into a nihilistic, selfish, lazy, and over materialistic race of beings. A far cry from the bloodthirsty warriors who fought for what they believed in, right or wrong. At least they had the respect of both demons and angels back then. Those humans stood for their beliefs even in the faces of the divine and damned. Sadly, it seemed that strong humans were now gone in such a weak time for humanity, and their influence was spreading throughout Hell.

Kern and Vigo were soldiers, and they would not bow to such weakness. Especially if such deficiency leads to peace between them and their arch-enemies. That was why they joined this little "rebellion" to end it before it began.

When they learned that a sniper was shooting off their men, Vigo volunteered to take him out with his own sniper rifle but sadly missed the first shot. Since then, he had tried to scope out his target, but the little bastard was quick. From what he saw in his first shot, the assassin was an imp with white hair and smaller than most of his kind. In fact, if one of their sponsors was correct, then this group was three imps and a hellhound. It was actually an insult that such a small team had wiped out so many of them in less than half an hour, but they had done everything professional and tactical. The soldier in Vigo had to give them that much in terms of respect.

Aiming down the sights, Vigo looked over in the direction of the abandoned apartments that were not far from their base and paused upon seeing a glimmer of sparkle in the moonlight. Thanking Satan for such luck, Vigo slowly retreated himself from the top floor of the warehouse he was in and moved to a separate window just to be sure he wasn't spotted. Aiming, he saw that the glimmer of what had to be the scope was still there. Smirking, Vigo gently placed his talon on the trigger and fired. A shot echoed across the sky, and the glimmer suddenly was gone in a violent shake.

"Got you," Vigo said with pride as he slowly lifted his head up.

However, the sound of a gun hammer clicking back behind his head made him go wide-eyed. "Nope."

Vigo didn't even get a chance to say anything when a bullet went right through his head.

Moxxie looked down at the dead white velociraptor and sighed in relief. His gamble in hoping the sniper would be so occupied in searching for him that he'd fall for a simple decoy and sneak into the base worked. Moxxie had to spend the first few minutes figuring out where the shot came from before setting up a fake-looking sniper cove and hustling it over her. It was just a manner of jumping over the fence and rushing over to the warehouse to find his target, sneak up behind him, and just pull the trigger on his FN 5.7.

Getting his communicator, Moxxie spoke to his boss. "Sniper's down, sir."

"Great. Millie and I just wiped out the last barracks on our end. We're heading to the commander center, so meet us there. Loona is that data backed up to our computer?"

"Just now, yeah."

"Good. Take care of the IT bitch and meet us there as well."

A gunshot was hurt from Loona's radio, along with a scream. "Done. Meet you there."

Loona quickly ended the contact on her end while staring at the scared IT nerd who seemed to have wet herself again. She was staring at the buck-filled computer that Loona had fired into just moments ago. Sighing, Loona walked over to the urine-soaked imp and glared down at her. "Here's the deal. You're going to leave and disappear. Get out of this ring, go lower, and never show your face in public again. Far as anyone here is considered, you got killed, and now you're dead. If I hear you joined these guys or any other groups like this again, I'll make sure you wish I killed you here and now. Got it?"

The imp slowly nodded while tears were in her eyes.

"Good. Might want to change your pants as well on your way out," Loona said as she walked out of the room while leaving the frightened imp to faint right there on the spot.

Blitzo and Millie sprinted towards the command center building where the remaining rebels were located. Kern was most likely among them and was the only one they needed alive for interrogation. Trouble soon started when Blitzo and Millie were a hundred feet away from the complex as gunfire started raining down on them. The two took cover behind a wooden shack that wasn't going to hold out for long unless something was done.

"Shit, they got us covered. Ideas, Boss?" Millie asked, poking her head out before zipping it back to avoid getting shot.

"You still got that M79 Grenade Launcher?" Blitzo asked, looking at the green backpack behind Millie's back. She nodded and took it off before taking off the immense beauty herself. "Got that special blue grenade shell?"

"Y-Yeah, Millie muttered as she gulped before taking it out. "Y-You sure this is-"

"Yeah," Blitzo sighed before taking a deep breath. "It's filled with Angelic Holy Water. Blessed from the rivers of Heaven and all that shit."

"Holy fuck..." Millie whispered at the giant shell and looked ready to panic. It was only her frightened tight grip on it that prevented her from outright panicking and dropping it.

Blitzo couldn't blame her as it was a particular order that he had requested from Katya, and it was perhaps the most dangerous one he had asked. Mainly because it was so fucking rare to find it, and even just owning it with or without authority from the Royal Family of Hell was an instant death sentence.

It was one of Katya's most expensive and deadly weapons while also being her most rare. Nobody, not even Blitzo, knew how she could get something so rare and dangerous, but that was something he wasn't keen on finding out.

Holy Water was pretty much what lava or radiation was for a human being, and if handled wrong, it was instant death for a demon no matter how little touched you. A single drop was enough to make you feel like your bones were being shredded by a cheese grater with acid-tipped edges. And that was as if it was just blessed by a holy man from Earth. If it was blessed by an Angel? From the waters of Heaven itself? Well, Blitzo would be lying if he wasn't wearing two sets of underwear just in case.

"Millie, smoke grenades!" Blitzo shouted as he took one of his own from his vest. The two counted to three and threw them in the direction of the complex. They went off without a hitch, and soon a thick grey smoke started covering the area. "Let's move!"

Holding his FN SCAR tight to his chest, Blitzo let Millie take the lead as she took the M79 Grenade Launcher off her back and placed it in a glowing blue grenade shell carefully with a brand of sweat dripping down her brow.

Once they were clear from the smoke, Millie loaded the grenade and aimed at the complex entrance. Without wasting another chance, she fired the round, which sailed through the air and bounced off the front door for just a second.

And then everything went blue and white.

Blitzo and Millie were thrown back off their feet and into the dirt as the entire front entrance and walls of the building were shattered in an explosion of bright light and blue fire. The agonizing screams of those being burned by the holy explosive were railing in the air. A figure wholly drenched in blue flames ran out of the building, shrieking agony as Blitzo and Millie gasped in horror. His entire skeleton could be seen as his flesh melted into piles of gloop, his organs burst apart, and his blood evaporated into nothing. It took four minutes for the poor bastard to finally collapse and turn to ash.

Blitzo and Millie looked at each other and gulped before slowly getting up and watched as the flames faded away as soon as they appeared. "Let's hope that guy you want is still alive, Blitz."

"Yeah," Blitzo answered as he and Millie walked through the burned ruins of the entrance with their guns raised. The entire front side of the building had been blown in, with roasted and crushed bodies everywhere.

A few moanings came from what few survivors there were, but they ended their suffering with a quick shot to the head. A few figures stumbled around, no worse for wear, but they too were shot when none of them looked like Kern. With the first floor pretty much cleared, they found a set of stairs and made their way upwards towards a giant set of double doors.

Both imps took to the opposite sides of the doors and nodded. They quickly smashed the doors down, raised their guns, and aimed them at three other demons who had their weapons raised as well. One of them was Kern, who was behind a white-looking desk, and the other two were goat demons growling at them. Neither side started shooting at the other and instead just glared with utter hatred in their eyes.

"I take it that the Holy Fire Grenade was from Katya?" Kern asked, narrowing his eyes at Blitzo. "Fucking two-timing bitch. I guess your weapons have angel ammo as well?"

"Got it one, bird boy," Blitzo answered, keeping his finger on the trigger.

"How does it feel killing your own kind using the weapons of our enemies, imp?" Kern asked.

"How does it feel knowing those you care about are dead and never coming back?" Blitzo snarled back. "Because that's what I've felt ever inside me for days because of you and your fucking associates."

"I take your Blitzo?" Kern asked, which momentarily surprised the imps. "I find it hilarious that a demon as low in the social hierarchy as you even cares about that disgrace of a Demon Prince. Was his cock that good, or were you just a typical slut looking to keep your business going so long as you pounded his ass?"

If it wasn't for the fact that Blitzo needed Kern alive, then the bastard would be fried chicken right about now. "You don't have to worry about my reasons for wanting you and everyone tied to this pathetic group dead. I would worry about what's going to happen in the next few moments."

"You think killing me is going to stop us?" Kern snorted. "There are cells of us all over Hell ready to strike at those who dare betray our principles and values. And while I don't like it, we're funded by those higher in the food chain. Ones who actually have the balls to act like real demons instead of the fakes like Charlie and her ilk. Killing us isn't going to stop us."

"Who said anything about killing you?" Blitzo answered, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, I will end you so badly that I'll be masturbating it for the rest of my life because murdering you slowly will be a pleasure all of its own, but I still require you to be alive."

"A true soldier dies before surrender or capture," Kern answered. "Besides, there are three of us and two of you."

"Really? My friend behind you would think otherwise," Blitzo lied as Kern's eyes widened as he and his rams turned around. Suckers. Always fall for the easiest trick in the book.

"Millie!" Blitzo shouted as he dropped his rifle and rushed towards Kern just as he was turning back. Millie took her machine gun in one hand and drew an M1911 in the other before using both on the ram demons who went down before they could fire a shot.

Blitzo, drawing out his Kimber Warrior, slid onto the desk and used his legs to knock Kern down before he could fire his pistol and then slammed on his stomach. Taking his gun, he whipped into Kern's face and knocked out some of his teeth before reversing his swing and knocking him with a blood beak.

Aiming his gun, Blitzo double-checked to make sure that Kern was out like a light before sighing in relief. "Mox. Loony. We're good. Target is secure."

"No need, Boss," Moxxie said, walking inside alongside Loona. "We're right here."

"How long did the city's police chief give us based on the bribe we gave him?" Loona asked as she walked over and picked up the unconscious cell leader.

"About three hours," Blitzo answered as he took a deep breath and looked at them with a wide smile. "Good job, everyone. We nailed these guys, but celebration time isn't yet ready. Loona, carry the bird out of here to the van and make sure he's tied up tight. We'll interrogate him once we get back to Imp City. Millie and Moxxie, you both start packing our stuff up while I get the explosives ready. Anything we can leave behind that isn't essential or can be traced back to us will be taken care of by the C4."

The three nodded, and they were about to leave until a phone started ringing. Pausing, Blitzo looked around until he saw a cellphone, cracked but still working, lying on the floor. Walking over, he picked it up and answered it. "Hello?"

"Is the imp and his team dead?" said a voice on the other line.

Narrowing his eyes, Blitzo answered, "Sorry, I'm still breathing, asshole. If you want to try and do the job yourself, I'm more than happy to meet you face to face before I carve out your skull with a rusty spoon."

"Ah, Mr. Blitzo I take it?"

"The 'O' is silent."

"Very well, Mr. Bliz, I must applaud you and your team for taking down one of our cells. Just the four of you. It's remarkable."

"That was just this evening. Wanna see what I can get done in a week?" Blitzo asked cheekily.

"As interesting as that is, I'm afraid that I'd rather not have our plans further compromised by you and your friends. I take it you had help from Princess Octavia as well? And don't try to deny it. You would need serious gear to take them out, even if you are skilled, and no doubt Octavia wishes to see her father avenged."

"You so much as touch her, and I will burn all of Hell twice over to get to you," Blitzo warned, gripping his fist.

"Relax, Mr. Blitz, I'm actually interested in giving you an offer," the voice on the other line said.

"An offer?" Blitzo asked.

"Yes. I am sorry that Prince Stolas had to die. To be perfectly honest, I did respect the man. He was a powerful and honorable demon. One that I personally had the pleasure of knowing," The man on the other line answered, which made Blitzo pause. "However, one of us believed he had to be eliminated to send a message to not just Princess Charlie, but to her parents as well."

"And that message is?" Blitzo asked.

"That their time as rulers of our glorious world is over. For thousands of years, we've been ruled by the so-called Lightbringer and his fellow fallen angels, who have used us as their means to get revenge on God for Lucifer's pathetic daddy issues. At first, we didn't mind because Heaven has been our enemy since time began, but over time Lucifer became less interested in the war and more relaxed on governing. It used to be that sinners were our bitches, but now we have them becoming Overlords and popular influencers in our moral society that has become uncultured in the past two hundred years," the voice answered. "Not to mention Lucifer's daughter has been advocating for peace between Heaven and us, her hotels being the building block for that peace. One that even her father might slowly be coming around too if our information is correct."

"Who the fuck cares of Heaven and Hell have peace or not," Blitzo grumbled. "It's a bunch of old guys in a dick-waving contest. Why the fuck should I care?"

"I figured you weren't much of a patriot, Mr. Blitz, so appealing to your sense of duty would be useless. However, since you are an assassin, I will offer you something for your services. How does three hundred billion sound?"

Blitzo nearly had a heart attack upon hearing that. "T-Three hundred billion?"

"In cash. For one target. Charlie Magne." Blitzo froze upon hearing that name. "If you assassinate her, my associates and I will stop the attacks. I will also provide you with the name of the one who was behind the order of killing of Prince Stolas."

"So it wasn't you?" Blitzo asked in angered disbelief.

"Believe or not, Mr. Blitz, I'm not the leader of the group. We don't have one. We're a small number of associates who want what's best for our home. No, the one who ordered the attack, with the cell you wiped out, was someone else. I can give his name, his location, everything about him as a bonus. You will have your revenge, Mr. Blitz, and Prince Stolas will be avenged. All while you avoid making an enemy out of us. All you need to do is assassinate the princess. What do you say about that?"

Blitzo was quiet for a second as his co-workers stared at him in uncertain silence. Then he laughed.

He started laughing like a crazed maniac as his jeering voice echoed across the room. Taking a deep breath, Blitzo chuckled before replying to the caller. "That was the funny shit I've ever heard since I found out that Moxxie likes to take it doggie style with his wife wearing a cock strap and asking to be called 'daddy' while getting fucked."

Loona snorted and covered her mouth as the married couple blushed.

Taking a deep breath, Blitzo's smile faded, and his face went into a cold murderous expression. "Now, let me offer you a counter deal for you and your so-called associates, jackass. Do yourself a favor and kill yourself because that will just save me the trouble of hunting you all down and exterminating you with my own two hands. I don't give a shit about your money. I don't give a shit about your threats. And I certainly don't give a shit about your shitty reasons. You killed someone important to me. Someone I loved, and I have very few people in this life that I love. I am not going to just murder you all. I'm going to burn everything you have ever cared about and piss on its ashes. I am going to find anyone who works for you, profits off you, and even breathes near you, and I'm going to make them feel the cold sting of death before I send their pathetic souls to oblivion."

"There is not a single place in Hell that you will be able to hide. There is not a single excuse you can give to make me see reason. And there is nothing that will stop me from avenging Stolas. And if you even dare go after my family, friends, or others that I am close to, that is not going to stop me; that's just going to make me go after you even harder. There are only two ways this ends. Either I'm dead, or you're all dead. Nothing in between. So take your deal, your money, and your reasoning and shove it down your throat." He glared into the phone and snarled. "Pray to God or Satan or anything in between to save you because I am the living embodiment of Death itself. And I'm going to make you my bitch before pulling a bullet in your skull. Now, what do you say about that?"

The voice on the other end was quiet for a while before he finally answered.

"Good luck, Mr. Blitz."

And then he hung up.