It was a night like any other night in Imp City. Rain was pouring down the Lust Ring as a young female Imp in a black minidress was waiting for someone, all the while she held her umbrella. She was waiting for somebody important. Somebody she's known since her childhood. As the minutes passed by and the rain kept dropping even harder, the female Imp was starting to get impatient.

"Oh, damn it Moxxie! Where could he be? I've been standing in this rain for ten minutes," thought the female Imp to herself as she grunted.

From a fair distance, she could see a tall humanoid figure. He was glowing a dark blue, a smile growing across his face. He didn't look like any demon from Hell, far from it. The female Imp was at first curious as to who the figure was. The second she turned away from the figure, he disappeared. She was sort of confused at this circumstance.

"That was… really weird. Who was that fella?" Asked the female Imp to herself as she softly scratched her hair with her dark violet fingernails.

"I'd ask the same thing, Millie," said the figure suddenly appearing behind her. She shrieked and jumped as she turned to see the figure who somehow knew her name.

"Alright, partner. Who are you, and how do you know my name?"

"Oh of course, Millie. Where are my manners? Fuck… anyways, my name is Junta. I come from a different afterlife," said Junta as he revealed himself and explained where he actually came from.

"Okay… so, anywho… I was waiting for my childhood friend Moxx… I don't know what's taking him so long," wondered Mills as she looked down at a pond from the rain.

She gave an upset look on her face as she sighed and looked at her reflection. Junta just kept staring at her, going as far as looking at her slim neck, broad shoulders, her ass, all the way to her thighs. He smiled a very perverted smile. He knew what he wanted to do now and he was willing to do anything to make it happen. So he started making a move.

"You know Mills, I'm starting to think that your friend might not even care about you that much. Like… what if he's seeing somebody else?"

"The fuck?! He wouldn't…" said Millie, believing Junta's lie.

"Yeah… as a matter of fact, I heard that he's dating your sister Sally."

"Why that no-good bitch!"

"Woah Mills, take it easy! It was Moxxie's choice," affirmed Junta with a confident smile.

Millie's heart was broken. Even though Junta was lying, Millie started to cry. She cried her heart out, even going as far as screaming at the sky. Junta just watched, and kept on watching. The position Millie was making while she was crying, it was a position that motivated him to take his perverted plan to the next level. He stretched his fingers, and started reaching for Millie's ass. But before he could succeed, he put them away as Millie turned to him.

"I wanted to tell him that I love him! That's why I was waiting for him! But I guess… I'm too late," she finished as she sighed in defeat and sat on her knees, dipping inside the small pond from the rain.

Junta was just so damn excited for this. He reached out his hand, and to hide his true perverted nature, he gently smiled. This made Millie smile back. As Junta helped Millie up, it was all going according to his plan.

"You deserve someone who actually gives a shit about you. I hope that I am that someone, if that's alright."

"Of course, Junta. You're the most mindful fellow I've known so far tonight."

"Thank you. There's just one small little thing I wanna say."

"What is it?"

"Fucking sike, you doll!"

Millie gasped in shock and horror as Junta's touch froze her completely as if time stopped. She couldn't move. Junta screamed in pure excitement as he felt his erection from the inside. As the humanoid grabbed the temporally frozen female Imp from her waist, he started carrying her. He then teleported away from the Lust Ring.

Mere seconds later, Moxxie came by with a bouquet of roses. He was so happy and wanted to confess his feelings to Millie.

"Millie! Millie! There's something I want to…"

He stopped talking the moment he realized Millie was gone. Out of fear and desperation, he ran across the Lust Ring, asking fellow demons if they've seen her. As he reached his parents' house on the same night, his mother opened the door. She was shocked to see her baby boy scared.

"Son, what's wrong?" She asked.

"Mom, I… I can't find Millie. Where is she?"

Moxxie's mother gave a nervous face, unintentionally making her son even more anxious. Eventually, she spoke.

"Junta grabbed her, after he lied to her that you were with someone else. I think he's going to rape her…"

Moxxie just stood there. Shocked and with absolute grief. Tears started leaking from his face as if they were small rain drops. He began laughing maniacally, then he looked at the sky and screamed at it the same way Millie did earlier before Junta grabbed her and took her with him. Moxxie then started bawling to the floor. His tears making an even bigger pool. His mother could do nothing but feel bad for him. Moxxie couldn't stop bawling. He had so many plans: ask Millie out, marry her, start a family with her, and much more. All those beautiful plans for a future he always dreamed of… fucking destroyed in the most miserable way possible. Moxxie then got up. His face was nothing but pure irate energy. He growled and growled, but his face softened when he saw his mother looking scared.

"I'm sorry, mom. I have to take care of this," he said before furiously sprinting off.

Moxxie was so fueled with anger that it increased his speed. All the while, Junta watched from his mountain with his temporally frozen plaything. He then started subliminally messaging her while taking off her clothes. Deciding to let her keep her bright pink bra, he only took off her panties. Moxxie caught on and out of more irate power, he climbed the mountain. Junta, looking frustrated, puts his pants back on. Something had to be done. He was going to kill Moxxie, once and for all.