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Disclaimer: I do not own Helluva Boss or Hazbin Hotel

If there was one thing to describe The Sloth Ring, it would probably be the worst aspect of a lazy anarchist's view of the world. A culture where nobody did anything but what they wanted at their own pace without affecting others. Selfishness was the norm, and you didn't give a damn about anything unless it involved you. It was why Sloth rarely got involved in wars or civil issues, so it was technically the most peaceful of the nine rings with low crime and high life rate (Save for those who lived unhealthy lifestyles). However, it was the worst regarding work pace, employment, and pretty much-getting anything done.

Because Sloth encouraged you to be lazy and do things at your own pace, many jobs were geared around self-employment, but most significant corporations were automated. Thus, smaller and new businesses were often eaten by the bigger ones—most of which were nationalized by Sloth's Ring Lord, Belphegor—whose machines could create faster and cheaper designs with less workforce. It also didn't help that many "starving artists" lived in Sloth without jobs and living on bare necessities and government handouts until they were homeless. All saying that they would be rich when they made it to the big time...right after they had a few more hours of "creative" sleep.

That being said, Sloth's desire for personal freedom and relaxation made for some of the best creative geniuses in technology, music, art, literature, etc. The Black Diamond Opera House was one of those parts of Sloth that stood out because of the history behind it. Unlike most residents of Sloth, the maker of the opera house actually put his heart and soul into the building to the point of dying from exhaustion after it was done. His son then inherited it but didn't do much with it until he sold it off to the Ring Lord of Sloth, which he used to nationalize and make money from without doing much work.

Despite a civil war brewing, the rich and powerful were still determined to make themselves enjoy the finer things in life, even if they had to watch an opera with those they disagreed with. Multiple limos and portals showed various nobles, overlords, CEOs, and so forth, all gathering outside the elegant black-stoned building with the white outdoor theater floating just above the water of the great lake nearby. Many of these elites from opposite sides glared at each other but stayed silent as they knew better than to start something.

Sloth might have been neutral, but they were anything but weak. Especially since they could quickly turn their numerous automated factories into war machines capable of creating monstrous horrors of death.

Currently, the war to come was even with four rings on each side, and nobody wanted to see the opposite team get an advantage by having a fifth ring join them.

So everyone had to play nice for now.

A long purple and red limousine soon parked, and from the passenger seat came a tall female Hellhound who was dressed in a dark green combat vest with multiple pouches of ammo, equipment, and FN Five-SeveN, white shirt with body armor under it, and dark green cargo pants with more pouches. Loona usually wouldn't dress up in something like this, but she had to be a professional bodyguard for this plan of her father's to work. Plus, he was still angry at what she had done in sparring with that one imp, so she didn't complain. At least he let me keep my hairstyle.

Walking over to the vehicle's rear, Loona opened the door and let her "escort" out of the limo. Princess Stella got a few eyes as she presented herself to the world. A black satin kivary gown with a V-neck that wasn't afraid to showcase the top of her breasts. The hem of the dress was far longer than usual, dragging through the ground and never getting dirty, thanks to expensive spellwork on the outfit. But the most noticeable thing about the dress was the moving white velvet star constellation designs that were shining like diamonds, making every woman who saw it jealous. With every step, the stars changed into new and unique designs that made it seem like Princess Stella had a nebula surrounding her. Besides her dress, Stella made sure to use her finest makeup and wash her hair to the point of pure glow. She had to look her best to make sure she would get Prince Gaap's attention.

"Nervous?" Loona whispered as she walked by her side, putting on some shades to help complete her look.

"Meeting Gaap again after all these years? Yes, but I am more determined to see him pay than fear what he can do," Stella whispered as she took out lipstick from her pocketbook and started applying it. "Besides, after all the effort I put into making myself look good, I doubt he'll miss me."

"If he's that much of an incel, I have no doubt he'll be watching you right now while jerking off," Loona grumbled.

They walked up the grand staircase to the entrance door, where an owl in a fancy black suit held out his arm while looking at the tablet before him. "Name?"

"Princess Stella Goetia."

"Ah, yes. You are listed. I'm afraid your bodyguard will need to surrender her weapons, though," The owl demon said.

"You expect me to protect my client with nothing?" Loona growled.

"I expect you to obey the rules and trust our security team."

"It's fine. " Give him your weapons," Stella insisted as Loona glared at the owl demon but reluctantly handed all the weapons to her except the switchblade hidden in her tail.

Once they passed the security checkpoint, Loona lifted the collar of her shirt and whispered, "We're in. You in, Dad?"

Inside a broom closet, a certain imp assassin was finishing hiding the remains of the dead body he would be impersonating tonight. Zipping up the janitor's blue jumpsuit, Blitzo walked out of the room, closed it, and grabbed the janitor's clearing cart. He walked down the pearl and diamond-style hallways of the opera on the second floor before whispering, "I'm in too. Disguised and ready. Mox? Mills? Are you in position?"

Since the main theater of the opera was floating on water, it made sense that it had a sewer system designed to increase or decrease the water the stage took on below to ensure it never sank or rose so high that it might tip over. Everything about its current flow and position had to be correct. Rising up from the waters, Millie and Moxxie took off their scuba masks and shook their heads before heading to a platform where a ladder was located to escape to the next floor above. While Millie started removing her scuba gear, Moxie reported to his boss. "We just got in. It's going to take us time to get into position."

"Alright, but make it quick. " We don't know how long we have until Stella gets Gaap's attention," Blitzo said.

Moxxie sighed and looked depressed as Millie smiled softly and walked over to him. "Hey, I know you feel bad about planting those explosives on our way here, but at least you still gotta come here once."

"Yeah, but they could have picked a better Opera for tonight than La Bohème? Everyone says that's a great one, but there's no plot because it blurs around, the characters themselves are quite pretentious and immature, the music is bland at best save for the coat aria, and-"

"Sweetie? Mission first. Review later," Millie reminded Moxxie, who blushed and apologized.

Since the opera wouldn't start for a while, Stella elected to head to the bar with Loona and wait. Ordering her drink, she watched as various nobles alike mingled with one another on the glass-covered floor as a small orchestra played a symphony that started a small dance on the left side of the floor. Cocktails and hors d'oeuvres were being given by various servants. At the same time, the chandeliers above glowed an ethereal light of the blue and red fire to give purple shadows on the walls decorated with various exotic arts and statues.

There was a time that Stella would have found herself loving such things and seeking to connect with her fellow wealthy nobles in this room. However, she could only look at them in disgust and wish she was anywhere else but here. It was all so fake. Everyone acted like they were good friends when they wanted to stab each other in the back. She hated it. It reminded her of what she had been doing for so long before recent events finally got her to stop.

"Your screwdriver, ma'am," the bartender said as Stella put a small bill on the counter before drinking it.

"Fuck, this place feels so fake," Loona muttered as she looked around the area with disgust. Obviously, sharing the same views as Stella regarding the people around them. "It sucks that I can't drink."

"You're supposed to be on duty. You can't," Stella reminded her as she sipped her drink. "This won't last long. The opera will start soon; from there, it's just a matter of waiting for Gaap to want to speak to me."

"I think that's going to happen sooner than you think," Loona replied as she stood up while nodding to a trio approaching them.

Said trio consisted of a purple-skinned horse-faced sinner demon with a curved boney horn coming out of his head. His long violet-purple mane flowed between him, and his nostrils were beholden to a golden nose ring while he dressed in a fine black tux with silver cufflinks. Beside him were two figures that Loona kept her eyes focused on: Tengu. They were humanoid-looking demons that had the appearance of a human, but their noses, eyes, and the tops of their heads were that of ravens. Their hair was of black feathers with a mix of gray, and they had black raven wings on their backs and talons for their feet. They wore black body armor, tactical shirts and pants, and combat boots. They held machine guns with angelic steel attachments in their hands that made it clear these guys weren't messing around.

Playing her role, Loona stood before Stella, who was passively watching the three yet was still wary. Clearing her throat, Loona asked, "Can I help you?"

"Yes, I am here on behalf of my master, Prince Gaap?" The horse-faced demon said before gazing over at Princess Stella. "His majesty would be honored if you were to come to his private viewing room where he and his other guests will be enjoying a perfect view of the opera. The finest champagne will also be enjoyed along with a lovely well-cooked buffet at no extra charge."

Stella gripped her glass a bit before drinking it all in one gulp. Wiping her mouth, she answered, "Where?"

"Top level. Viewing Room A."

"I'll be there in ten."

The horse-faced demon bowed before turning around and leaving with his Tengu guards. Loona and Stella waited briefly before the former spoke to her hidden microphone. "Gaap sent a messenger. We're going to his own personal party in ten minutes. Top floor. Room A."

"Roger. I'm on my way."

Blitzo whistled to himself as he waited for the elevator he was on to take him to the top floor. He double-checked to ensure his weapons were stored inside, including a Heckler & Koch HK33 with red dot sights, angel steel ammo, and shortened barrel that was better for impact and close range due to the closed nature of the rooms. A Mossberg 590 with a stockless pistol-based grip so it could be held easier, foregrip for a smoother pump, and improved choke barrel for the tighter spread of buckshot. And topped off with a CZ 75B 9mm Luger with synthetic grip and 3-dot fixed sights and an FNX-45 Tactical with laser sights and a silencer.

Once the elevator dinged, the fake janitor walked out and made his way down the empty hall until he saw two Tengu guards by the staircase that would lead him to the party. Smiling with a friendly wave, Blitzo approached the two glaring guards and put his hands on his hips. "Hi. Janitor here. One of the guests didn't like the shrimp and puked on the carpet. I'm here to clean it up."

The Tengu looked at each other before staring at Blitzo. "So why didn't the janitor upstairs clean it?"

A few seconds later, Blitzo shoved his palms into the chins of the surprised Tengu as hidden blades under his wrist shot out and went right into their skulls, piercing their brains. The Tengu gurgled a bit before their eyes rolled to the back of their heads, and Blitzo quickly dragged the two into a nearby empty room before closing it. He put up an "Out of Order" sign before gathering his guns. He hid the Mossberg in his jumpsuit and his pistols in his pocket while taking his HK33 and placing it in a garbage bag before heading up the stairs.

"Moxxie. Millie. I hope you two are almost in position and not fucking on top of the theater," Blitzo said on his mike.

"We're halfway there. Lots of staff we need to avoid, sir. But we should be there soon."

"Well, be there sooner. We got one shot at this," Blitzo ordered as he hoped that this plan of theirs went off well.

Stella wouldn't lie if she was asked if she was nervous. She was very much dreading this meeting. It had been so long since she had seen Gaap, and a part of her didn't want to see him ever again. Not because the last time they met, he acted like an animal and tried to take advantage of her despite her pleas for him to stop, but because the Prince had murdered her beloved Octavius. Even now, as she walked up the stairs while escorted by Tengu guards, did she remember the warm feeling of his egg nurtured in his chest as she held him tight in the nursery. Cooing and rocking him gently as she kissed his shell every five minutes. Becoming a mother was everything that Stella had wanted and could have been a new start for her.

But it was taken by the monster she once called her best friend, who was now beyond a set of bronze double doors with pentagrams and music notes. The horse-faced demon was waiting for them, with two similar horned demons waiting to open the double doors. With a nod, the servants were prepared to open the double doors until the Tengu stopped Loona by holding her by the shoulders.

"I'm afraid that your bodyguard will have to wait here, Princess Stella," The horse-faced demon said with a smirk. "Nobility only."

"If you think I'm letting my client out of my sight, you're mistaken," Loona growled as the pressure on her shoulder's increased from the ravenoid demons, but she didn't once flinch.

"I'm afraid this is my master's order. Do not worry. The security here will make sure she is safe. Prince Gaap has no intention of seeing harm done to Princess Stella," He replied.

Stella held her hand up before Loona could talk back. "It's fine. You are dismissed until I return."

"But—"

"Loona," Stella said firmly, gazing into her eyes. "It's fine."

"...Fine," Loona sighed as she shook the Tengu off her shoulder and backed away. "But be careful."

Loona was escorted back downstairs while Stella waited for the servants to open the double doors.

Loona excused herself to use the bathroom and quickly ensured she was alone with nobody in the stalls before speaking to the others. "Stella's inside, but they refused to let me go in with her. She said she could handle it on her own."

"We said there was a possibility of this happening. All Stella has to do is keep Gaap talking so Moxxie can take the shot. If shit goes down, you get in there with me, Loona, and we'll crash the party," Blitzo said. "M&M? Are you guys ready?"

"Just about, sir. We're right on top of the opera house."

Loona decided to look outside the bathroom window facing the opera itself, which had just started to play. On the very top of the dome were two little specks you had to have good eyesight to see. The plan was to assassinate Gaap by sniping him with Moxxie using an angel steel bullet strong enough to penetrate even bulletproof glass as Millie spotted for him. Stella was to make sure that Gaap was in perfect sight of the kill, and if the worst came to be, then Blitzo and Loona would burst in and kill them the old-fashioned way, even if going up against a high-level demon like Gaap would be a super challenging aspect. Their escape plan was to activate the explosives the imp couple set up on their way here underwater and cause the entire opera house to start sinking into the water.

The hope was to catch Gaap off guard without getting near him, but Loona had a bad feeling about all this.

"Stella, if you are listening to this. Stick to the plan."

Stella didn't say anything and continued to walk inside the velvet purple and white room. There were at least a dozen other demons of various high rankings, some of which she knew by reputation, that all seemed to be enjoying themselves as the opera went on beyond the stained glass window on the right. To the left of her were a sushi and Japanese-style buffet with small white half-circle tables and chairs for those to sit on. The smell of cooked rice, boiled eel, and fried steak was mouth water, but Stella kept her focus even after a waiter offered hot sake.

She looked around, wondering where Gaap was, until she heard a familiar voice behind her. "Hello, Stella." Freezing up, she slowly turned around and gazed into the eyes of her old childhood friend. "You look beautiful as always."

"And you look no different than I last saw you," Stella whispered, seeing Prince Gaap just as he was the last time they spoke. Not a single part of him had changed physically, including the lustful gaze he had in his eyes.

"Well, I happen to like how I look. Do you like it?" Prince Gaap asked eagerly as he walked around her, smirking with happiness.

"It's...you," was all Stella could say while subtly touching her microphone by making it look like she was moving her dress to adjust it. "It's very you, Prince Gaap."

"Moxxie, Stella's in front of Prince Gaap. Do you see him?" Blitzo asked on the radio.

"Got him, sir. But not a perfect shot. There are some other demons in the way."

"Stella, see if you can get him to move to a clearer opening for Moxxie."

Stella glanced at the window, making it look like she was interested in the opera. She slowly moved closer to the center of the room, where a large round rug showed the similar pentagram and musical symbol she saw on the doors. "Why did you ask me to come here, Gaap?"

"Because I was surprised to see you here," Prince Gaap said as he walked behind her. "May I ask why?"

"I needed some alone time, and I thought the opera would be nice," Stella answered, focusing on her task and keeping him distracted.

"Well, I suppose it is fate that we are meeting again, " Prince Gap said before smirking. "It's been a long time since we saw each other. I meant to go to your husband's funeral, but I felt-"

"I would never have let you into Stolas's funeral even if you were promising to revive his corpse to my daughter and me," Stella hissed, glaring at him. He went silent as Stella closed her eyes. "You had no right to be in my house. Not after what you did."

"You still cared about him? Even after all the fighting and obvious hatred between you two?" Gaap asked in disbelief. "I know how much you hated each other. For Satan's sake, Stolas slept with an imp. I warned you about him, and yet you didn't listen."

"The only reason it got as bad as it did between Stolas and me was that you killed the one thing that was helping us get together," Stella muttered coldly as memories of her holding the bleeding eggshells of her son's messy yoke made her nearly shed a tear. "You killed my son. You destroyed my family. You broke something in me, and while I will take responsibility for my faults, it doesn't change the fact I suffered because of you. All because you couldn't accept that I never loved you romantically, Gaap."

There was a long silence between the two former friends as he continued to look at her with sympathy, sorrow, and yet still desire. Stella only looked at him with cold fury and hate. There was a time when the demon before her was once someone she trusted with everything and saw as a brother. Now, she only wished to see him in a coffin six feet under before pissing on his tombstone.

"...I didn't mean to kill your son," Gaap whispered with a heavy sigh. "I really am sorry for Octavius's death, Stella. I never meant to kill him."

"Get him just a bit closer, Stella. Almost got the shot."

Stella took one of the nearby sake cups and drank it. "And yet, despite your so-called 'regret,' you still want me. Don't pretend you don't, Gaap. I can see it in your eyes."

"Is it a crime to still be in love with the most beautiful and amazing demon in the nine rings?" Prince Gaap asked with a soft smile. "Stella, I can't help it. You are everything I have dreamed of ever since we met. You are perfect in every way, yet you never have had the perfect life you deserve. Everything I've done, all that I am now, has been to give you that. I admit I screwed up in the past and will do everything I can to make up for it. But don't you see Satan has blessed us?" Gaap spread his arms to showcase both of them as he got closer. "You are single again. You are free from the obligations your parents gave you when you married Stolas. Octavia is a strong girl and doesn't need you anymore. You can be with me again. Just the two of us. I don't even care about this stupid war. I have a home on an island in Sloth that we can live safely until it's over."

"You would have me abandon my daughter?" Stella asked in disgust. "After losing her father? Having to go through all this on her own? Even if I didn't want to be part of the upcoming civil war, Octavia wants to avenge her father. I promised to stand by her side in whatever path she took, and I will not break that promise after so many years of breaking others in the past."

"Then your daughter is doomed to die," Prince Gaap said without any subtlety that even Stella flinched at the boldness. "I know who she is up against, Stella. These people behind the rebellion are nothing to scoff at. Besides, everyone knows your daughter cares more about Stolas than you. Why bother loving an immature daddy's girl who clearly doesn't care about you or gives you the time of day."

"Fucking A, Moxxie. Shoot this fucker already, or I'm going to screw the stealth option," Blitzo said on the line.

"Almost ready."

"Are you saying that because you are a part of this group? The ones that killed my husband?" Stella demanded a little too loud as a few faces turned towards them. "Are you that much of a desperate monster that you were willing to hurt my daughter just to get to have me?"

Prince Gaap was quiet for a bit before he sighed. "I didn't want it to come to this. I really didn't."

"I got the shot!"

"Take it!"

"Neither did I, Gappy," Stella said as she whispered goodbye in her mind. "Neither did I."

A shot ran out.

A bullet pierced the glass.

It sailed into the air towards Prince Gaap's still form as it entered his head's cortex and went out...

...without once hitting anything solid.

The bullet instead found itself dead center in the face of one of the sushi chefs who fell on the floor as his tuna roll flopped onto the plate in front of him.

Stella's eyes widened, and the sake cup dropped from her hands as Gaap smirked and shook his head. "Did you really think I wouldn't use my NORN system before coming here? I didn't even need to use it that much to know that you and that assassination company were planning to kill me next. You already killed Katie and Valentino. It was obvious I was the next one."

"H-H-How..."

"...Moxxie, what the hell just happened?" Millie shouted with worry on the line.

"I...I shot him! The bullet went right through him, but he's undamaged! What the fuck?!"

A thought came to Stella as she slowly pressed her hand through Gaap's chest only to go through it as if it were air.

"Astral projection. Pretty useful when you want to appear and avoid assassins trying to kill you," The Astral Gaap said with a grin. "Originally, I was going to try to recruit these fools, but what were you planning upon learning from my NORN system? I decided to take a different prize. You."

Stella's eyes widened, and she was about to run when suddenly she screamed. A magical pentagram appeared under the rug, and chains of dark energy wrapped around her. Volts of magic went through her body, causing her to scream even louder as the other noble residents gasped in horror.

"Shit! Stella?! What's going on?! Stella!"

That was the last thing Stella heard before she blacked out and fell unconscious on the ground. The chains still wrapped around her. The Astral Projection of Gaap sighed and knelt down. "I'm sorry, my love. You'll forgive me in time."

"Damnit! Loona! Go! Go! Go!"

Just as Blitzo blew open the door from the other side of the room, Gaap snapped his fingers, and in a flash of light, both he and Stella disappeared from a warping portal from below them. Said portal then started to gather up energy, and Blitzo's eyes widened upon seeing it gathering a tremendous amount of heat. "Oh shit."

BOOM!

Blitzo only had a split second to feel the impact of his skull against something hard before blacking out.

"...Blitz?" A voice said in the darkness as Blitzo felt his consciousness returning. His body was sore, and he felt like he had just gotten so hammered that his hangover felt like a jackhammer was going through his skull. "Girls! He's waking up!"

"Ugh," Blitzo moaned as he slowly got up and shook his head. He opened his eyes to see all three co-workers looking at him with worry as he slowly got up. His chest was covered in medical pouches but didn't look too serious. If anything, the thing that hurt the most was his head.

"Where am I?" Blitzo asked as he sat up from his bed. He took a few minutes to look around and realized he was back in their safe house. His eyes then widened as what happened flashback to him. "Shit! Stella?!"

"Gone, sir," Moxxie answered, disappointedly lowering his head. "Gaap, or that fake astral version of him, teleported them out of the opera house. A magical explosion soon followed that killed everyone in the room but you since you were close enough to the exit to drop down. You got blown into a wall and knocked out afterward."

"Had to carry your sorry fat ass out of there while the confusion was going on," Loona replied, shaking her head. "We're lucky the chaos helped us escape undetected."

"Fuck me. The bastard was a fake. He knew what we were going to do, thanks to that stupid NORN system," Blitzo growled and punched his fist into the mattress. "Any idea where they went?"

"Chances are back to Prince Gaap's island. He's safest there," Millie said while folding her arms and shaking her head. "Now we got Stella in the clutches of that freak."

"Octavia's going to kill me," Blitzo grumbled as he rubbed his face with his hand. "How long was I out?"

"Just a few hours," Moxxie replied before sighing. "Sir? What do we do?"

The three watched Blitzo as his mind went deep into thought before he got up and sighed. "We have no choice. We have to attack the island."

"What? But that's suicide!" Moxxie shouted in disbelief. "Ignoring this supposed security system of Prince Gaap's that managed to outwit us earlier, he has an entire army and set of defenses at his disposal. Princess Octavia can't lend us her armies because that would violate Sloth's neutrality and make problems worse for her!"

"I can get us an army. Someone owes me...well, my older sister a favor," Blitzo said as his mind began to think of a new strategy. "I also still have a few cards in play to help turn the tide. I just need to know more about the NORN system. But regardless, if we're going to pull this off, we'll need help."

"Help?" Millie asked.

"Yeah, we can't do this alone," Blitzo said as he turned to his daughter. "Get Daddy's contact book, Loonie. I got a couple of old friends I gotta talk to."

"On it," Loona said as she quickly left the room.

"I didn't know you had other friends besides us, sir," Moxxie pointed out, which made Blitzo shrug.

"Well, I guess friends might be stretching it. They're in the same business as us, but I can trust these guys to watch over my back and not shoot me there instead," Blitzo said as he spotted his phone near the bed drawer and took it.

"How many do you think we'll need to take down Gaap?" Millie asked.

"About four of them," Blitzo said before smirking, "and I think I already know who I want to call."

AN: AND THOSE FOUR ALLIES ARE YOU!

Specifically, your OC's!

As a special thanks to all my readers for this fanfic I've decided to include four OC's in this final arc of Imp On Fire's First book out of three. I'm pretty sure most of you had pictured this happening when I mentioned OC's but its official now. NOW BEFORE YOU SEND ME ANYTHING, PLEASE READ WHAT IS WRITTEN BELOW SO YOU CAN PROPERLY SEND YOUR OC'S.

1. You can only send ONE OC to me by sending all the information to my email starnunezreal gmail . com. Once you send that OC to me that's it. You cannot change it unless I tell you its not possible to do this one. Otherwise, it's lock stock and barrel.

2. Your OC has to be some kind of mercenary, assassin, or fighter for hire type character for the sake of the plot. Blitzo will be calling your OC and meeting them during jobs before recruiting them for the big Island Raid. It's okay to give them a backstory where they were something else but this is the current job they are doing or if you want they can be a retired one. For helpful hints about how to incorporate your character into this universe I created I suggest you look back at the previous chapters to get a feel for it.

3. Your character cannot be OP. They cannot have super amazing one of a million powers, invincible, no weakness, or secretly the love child of an angel and demon. Speaking of which, your OC must be a mid-to-low ranked demon like an Imp, sinner, Hellhound, Succubus, even hybrid of those or some other type of demon that isn't sounding high ranking. They cannot be a Goetia, A Fallen Angel, Demon Lord, Ancient Primordial Being, or anything like that. And not a Nephalem or Nephilim or Cambion. No humans either.

4. Your OC cannot be related to any canon characters from the show. No "secret love child of Lucifer" or "half brother of Moxxie" or "Childhood friend of Angel Dust" kind of relationship. They have no connection to anyone in the HB or HH universe save for Blitzo and that's from doing jobs together. Nothing more.

5. No romance. Your OC is not going to fall in love with anyone in the story. Not Loona, not Blitzo, and not with anyone else. If they have a lover/spouse with children in their backstory that's fine just give details on it. Otherwise, no romance. Your OC is only here to kick ass.

6. The four choices will be chosen based on what I think will be best for the storyline's future Island Raid chapters. This won't be based on anything else. So, if your character was not picked it is only because I feel they are what is needed for the story, or someone was just better suited for the role. So try to make characters based on that concept of invading, raiding, and defeating enemies on an Island with a small army.

7. All four OC's will be given a chance to shine, but remember that they are not the main characters in this story. But I will make sure they will get their moments to prove themselves.

Please send the following information to me via email: starnunezreal gmail . com

1. Your User Name/Alias/Real Name (I'd avoid the third but your choice)

2. Full name of your OC as well as nickname If having one

3. Gender and Sexuality

4. Race and Age

5. Physical Appearance (Be descriptive. If you have artwork, please show it either as a link or insert the art into the email It will very much help)

6. Personality Details. Again be descriptive and detailed.

7. Weapons, gear, abilities. Include magical spells and unique skills as well if the have any. Also said weaknesses are a must.

8. Origin Story. Includes their past, where they came from, how they grew up, and how they came to be who they are now.

9. How did they meet Blitzo? What was the job they took that lead them to meeting. If you cannot provide one, that's fine. I'll make one up

10. Speaking Pattern. How would your character say things in certain situations? Include dialogue.

11. Links to any comics, fan art, fanfiction, or role playing of your character so that I can read and see more of how they behave and act

You guys have two weeks to submit your OC's and then I'll make my decision. Good luck!