Hazbin Hotel: The Million Year Old Sinner

by SenoirNathaniel

Stumbling into the undergrounds of Hell, Vaggie and Charlie meet a towering behemoth of a caveman named Oogar, who had spent most of his years beneath the surface. Oogar joins the two and enters the redemption program at the Hazbin Hotel, where he goes down a perilous path to redemption against powerful demons and his own primordial fears.

18. Aerial Attack

Millions of Years Ago...

Tearing the last bit of meat off its bone, Oogar chewed it as slowly as he could to savor the juices before swallowing it. Having devoured the remaining caribou that he and father were lucky enough to hunt down before it was too late. The adolescent neanderthal set aside the bone and rested his back against the cavern walls, the craggy interior providing a stinging cold that made Oogar wince with discomfort. Moving his head over to the mouth of the cave to see the endless snowfall, his view of the outside muddled and blurry.

Oogar's eyes were peeled open, his eyelids frozen by the gelid air. His back uncomfortably aligned against the near-icy rock walls of his shelter. With every lukewarm breath he took, a wisp of cold vapor blew from his lips before dissipating into nothingness. The darkness of night had fallen upon the horizon not too long ago and with it came a ghastly snowstorm, showering the lands in a vast sea of whiteness. Oogar and his father were lucky to have found this cave before the blizzard truly worsened.

The crackling of the campfire clashed against the howling winds, its tranquilizing glow preventing the two from being shrouded in darkness. Sitting across from Oogar was his father, laying motionless and still as a statue, his eyes shut. Oogar envied how his father was able to sleep through such conditions and remain unbothered in such conditions. The younger neanderthal dragged himself to the roaring campfire, huddling closer towards the bonfire so that he may bask in its warmth. He extended both his arms outwards, his hands hovering above the dancing flames, its mellow heat radiating onto the adolescent's hands.

He felt an ache in his stomach, the meat that they had accumulated for the day was unable to fully satiate Oogar's hunger. The game that they had brought wasn't nearly enough to last them through the night while Oogar's mind battled against a horrific taboo that his hunger was pushing himself into.

Whilst he was warming himself up to make the night more tolerable, his ears picked up on something from outside the cave. While it was hard to make out due to the screaming winds of the winter, Oogar could somewhat make out a muffled sound through the air's shrill cry. It sounded like the screeching call of a Woolly Mammoth, just not too far away from his shelter. Its cry was accompanied by the heavy footsteps crunching into the snow and judging by its wails, it sounded to be a calf that seemed to be all alone. Realizing this golden opportunity, the neanderthal lifted himself off the ground before reaching for his spear.

"What Oogar doing?" The gravelly, baritone voice of his father called out to him. The son turned his head to see his father staring back at him, a stern look etched onto his features.

"There is mammoth out there. A calf too." Oogar said, directing his spear over to the mouth of the cave where Oogar's father heard the cries of the juvenile mammoth. "We could hunt it. Last us through the night."

The caveman placed a hand on his lower lip, contemplating on whether or not they should leave their shelter for a late-night kill. After a minute or two of consideration, Oogar's Father produced his final response.

"No."

"W-what!?" Oogar shouted, appalled by his father's response.

"The snow is coming down too fast. Too dangerous to go out. We can't risk it" He explained to Oogar, his eyes glancing over to the cave's opening, where mounds of snow that were near knee-length surrounded the area. "Mammoth will die anyway. We wait until morning."

"But meat will go bad by morning!" Oogar exclaimed, rushing up to the cave's mouth. Stopping right at the threshold of the cave's entrance, getting a clearer listen of the mammoth's distressed cries. His grip on the spear's shaft tightened before turning back to his father.

"This is our chance! Papa just need to trust Oogar!" He insisted, his father slowly rising up to his feet. Oogar felt as though his world had shrunk around him the moment his father rose to full height as he trudged forward, with each crunch of snow striking fear into the younger neanderthal.

"We can't risk it, Oogar..." The caveman repeated his statement in a frank tone, leering in at closer proximity. The two travelers locked eyes with each other, the father's dominating glare seizing control over his son.

"You're not ready." The caveman firmly stated. Oogar was incapable of believing what his father had just told him, he remembered what all those years ago when he had dwelled into the dark caverns to prove his worth. After everything he had gone through, here he was still forced to follow his father's orders. The very idea infuriated the boy, he was tired of being locked by the rules and dictations of his father.

"But... Oogar is ready!" The adolescent neanderthal spoke out against his father, enraged by his words.

"We've been through this many times. You may have proved yourself but Oogar still have much to learn..."

"Oogar proved himself, learned enough. If Papa want Oogar to have freedom then let Oogar have it already!" The younger Neanderthal retorted, prompting a low snarl from his father, one that nearly got a scare out of the boy but he swallowed his fear and stood his ground against his father.

"You will stay here... We hunt by daybreak..." The older neanderthal growled, his grave voice akin to a tiger's snarl. The elder caveman slowly moved his back against the cavern walls before lowering himself onto the ground. Oogar, despite his restlessness, backed down while a bitting tension overtook the cavernous shelter.

The two primitive hunters glared at each other from both ends, unable to break eye contact with one another. The only thing separating them was the campfire, its flames, once a dancing blaze, began to diminish and fizzle out into a heap of ash courtesy of the snow carried by the merciless winds. Oogar and his father stared each other down, the wind's empty whistle and the mammoth desperate cries blaring from outside the comfort of their cave.

Even in the dearth of light, Oogar could still sense the fiery eyes of his father. Peering at him in the blackness like an unwanted apparition.

---

Pentagram City, Outside the Fermented Fruit...

"Princess Charlie is truly an angel amongst this chavvy hellhole, one that I plan to make a far greater place for all of hell's higher class. The only thing preventing those sinner insects from infecting the Pride Ring with their ignorance and mindlessness is the annual extermination but why wait a year when you could already have a stranglehold on the population! Princess Charlie has a supposed 'redemption plan' for these sinner rats, quite frankly, saying it's stupid would be putting it far too lightly. But that's all fine, I know I'll bring her back to reality, that's what I hope to achieve with every advancement I make in technology. Humanity has long since rejected the ways of the witch and warlock, it's time Hell goes through the same process..."

To say the group was mortified would be an incredible understatement.

As the raven drone's eyes dimmed down, having reached its final recording, the hotel residents were left grasping the reality of this ordeal. Crushed by the weight of this discovery, the whole group was now on the edge.

Vaggie's own mind struggled to produce even a slight thought, an ache overtaking her whole head while her arms nearly buckled in from the weight of the drone held in her hands. The Hispanic Demoness was in a near-catatonic state, incapable of drawing a singular breath. Angel cupped his mouth, giving himself a moment to process for everything had happened so fast, it left him light-headed.

Niffty and Husk whispered to themselves, debating on what they should do, whether it was to forget this happened or make an attempt to do something about it. Even then, there was a consensus between the two, that this ordeal had transmogrified into something far worse. Despite his primitive mindset, Oogar was able to piece together the whole ordeal. His experience with technology was minimal at best, hell he barely had an understanding of the mystical device that the modern age called a 'microwave'. But with this new discovery, Oogar could only assume the worst based on what he saw on the screen and the look of his colleagues.

"Okay... This... This is bad." Oogar said in his attempt to break the silence. Angel jerked his head over to the caveman, blinking once at the stupidity of his question. Blinking twice to make sure he heard him correctly.

"Oh, now it's occurred to you!?" He retorted before emitting a sigh of distress. "I mean, Lucifer fuckin' Magne, I got nothin' to say here. Yeah, I'm a perverted sicko but even I'm disgusted here..."

"What're we gonna do here, Vaggie?..." Husk said to Vaggie, his gruff voice desperately hiding a faint, worried twinge. The Winged Demon's words brought Vaggie out of a sea of confusion and uncertainty and onto a thin platform of reality. Vaggie managed out a clear-cut response, one that she made crystal clear to her fellow demons.

"...We need to get this to Charlie and Lucifer, right now." Vaggie said with a solemn voice and a hard look, her eyes still fixated on the drone.

"What happened to all the stuff about bein' incognito and pissin' off Lucifer?..." Angel spoke up.

"And what, Angel? What else are we supposed to do here?!" Vaggie retorted, her fierce response making the slutty spider jump back from surprise. "Pretend none of this happened while that fucking creep spies on Charlie?! There is no way in this afterlife I'm letting this shit slide!"

"She's got a point, y'know." Husk chimed in, bringing his two cents on the situation.

"Besides, even if we do sweep all of this under the rug and carry on with our day then that's just gonna give the bastard a chance to squeal to Lucifer and twist the story into his own words." The Feline built upon her statement.

"See? We've got no other choice in this matter. This is our only choice and we probably don't have enough time!" Vaggie exclaimed while Oogar suddenly stepped up with a mighty huff that blew through his beard.

"Bird already hurt friends. If he wants to hurt hotel then Oogar allow no such thing!" The caveman declared, raising a fist in the air followed by Niffty mimicking his movements while letting out a shrill 'YEAH!'.

"Well... No arguing with that." Angel said with a defeated shrug.

"Besides, I'll be damned if Charlie ends up in the hands of some overbearing SOB. I wouldn't wish that kind of shit on even my worst enemies..." He continued, a hint of sadness and regret could be found in his vocal delivery.

"Then we got no time to lose. Oogar, I want you to hide this in your chest." The Hispanic Demoness said, handing it over to the neanderthal who carefully stuffed the drone into his thick hide.

"Alright, now that's settled, let's get moving!" She demanded before making a beeline down the street with the rest of the hotel residents following suit. The only one who stuck around on the deserted battlefield was Angel Dust, who pulled out his phone from his skirt pocket. With a press of a button, the phone screen flicked on, displaying a message.

'12 Missed Calls from Valentino'

A sickening chill ran up the arachnid's spine, his mouth quivered and his heart sank into his stomach. He shut his eyes and quietly sighed before swiping the message to the side, switching his phone off. Stowing it back into his pocket, Angel proceeded to follow the rest of his peers, sealing away his struggles yet again.

---

Malphas's Limousine

"AUGH! Dammit all, be careful with that bloody thing!" Malphas squawked, feeling the stinging sensation of rubbing alcohol being poured into the laceration carved into his torso. Dennis tried his best to carefully pour the substance into his leader's gash but due to the fact that they were in a moving vehicle, it was far more of a challenge than it should've been. With one sharp turn, a sizeable splash of rubbing alcohol seeped onto the wound.

"YARRRUUGH!" Malphas shrieked with pain before angrily glaring at his lackey, who inched away slightly in fear of a potential execution for a small mishap. "Dennis, you moron! I told you to be careful!"

"My apologies, sir. But with all due respect, it's kind of hard to apply this stuff here. Besides, the surviving guards are also wounded so I'm trying not to waste all this." The knight said while Malphas looked over to the rest of his men, hearing their pained groans and lamentations.

"Was my leg always bent that way?..."

"I don't get paid enough for this crap..."

"Will ya hurry up?! I got a bullet in my ass!"

"Can all you moronic mooks shut up already!? I'm the only important one in this situation therefore I'm first in line!" Malphas proclaimed, pointing at himself with his thumb in a cocksure manner.

"Of course you are sir..." Dennis grumbled with vexation.

"That's right, Dennis! Back me up!" The corvid demon said with a smile, oblivious to his lackey's sarcasm. However, before he could bask in his false adoration, he felt his remote control buzz in his pocket. Pulling out the device, a small red warning sign flickered on and off on the screen.

"Wait, what's going on...?" Malphas said with concern before pressing a small green button that resulted in the remote control splitting apart, shifting into a tablet as its screen flicked on. The first thing he saw was Vaggie, looking into the camera with an almost lifeless expression, almost spooking the raven out of his seat. Malphas's confusion turned to dread when he realized what was happening, Husk's voice droned through the speakers, confirming Malphas's fears.

'What're we gonna do here, Vaggie?...'

'...We need to get this to Charlie and Lucifer, right now.'

As the recording continued on, Malphas's heart rate began to gradually beat at a frantic rate. The raven demon's eyes shrunk the size of a pea while a weak croak made its way through his beak, the realization hitting him like a speeding train. Not only was his horrific secret revealed, but it was also going to be shown to not just Princess Charlie, but also Lucifer himself as well. This only meant that all of his hard work and preservation would have all gone to waste and a horrible fate would mark his future.

"No..." Malphas ushered with a harrowed breath, covering his face whilst quietly muttering 'No' to himself on an endless loop. He refused to let this happen, not after all the tail-coat riding and boot-kissing he had to go through to to the top. His chances of a high seat and a marriage with Princess Charlie were now on the line, the very thing Malphas refused to allow. Suddenly, Malphas found himself being wrenched back into reality by the voice of his captain.

"M-my lord? Are you-"

"Dennis... I want you to call in a new fleet of troops, and while you're at it, tell them to prepare the Vultures..." The Goetia instructed his knight, who merely nodded before drawing out a small, hand-held device of his own. He lifted his visor, barking orders into the speaker. While the knight captain was busy with setting up the new troop, Malphas tented his fingers together, quietly scheming ways to prevent his reputation and way of life from going under.

"So, these interlopers want to play it that way? Fine by me, perhaps seeing them suffer will make my day..."

---

Pentagram City, Several Minutes Later...

"Move it! Outta the way, dammit!" Husk rudely demanded, running through the streets while simultaneously bumping into people or hastily shoving them aside by whacking them with his crimson wings to clear a path for his group. Niffty leaped and bobbed over every pedestrian who came into her path, even going as far as to bouncing onto their heads, skipping from rando to rando. Up ahead, Vaggie was leading the gang with Angel trailing by her side, rudely pushing anyone who got in his way.

"Dammit...ufff...why couldn't we have taken the damn limo!?" Angel weakly huffed, his legs aching from all the running he had to do today.

"Well, that's because you and Cherri totaled it, remember!?" Vaggie harshly replied without turning her head to face the slutty spider.

"It was the Fourth of July, we were being festive!" The pornstar defended himself.

"If you wanna be festive then maybe not turn a car into a fucking bomb!" The Hispanic Demoness snapped, continuing to race down the crowded city streets.

"Then you tell me a better way to celebrate!" Angel retorted, his eyes darting over to Vaggie. This would be a fatal error on his part, for the moment he turned his eyes off the path, he tripped right over a garbage can. The sudden fumble caused Angel to roll across the sidewalk, bulldozing through every single pedestrian. This would all come to an abrupt stop when Angel crashed directly into a lampost.

"...Bitch." That was all that Angel had to say, his body bent at a bizarre angle, his legs were awkwardly folding over his head. Vaggie rolled her eyes and groaned with exasperation before lifting Angel off the ground, carrying the spider demon on his back. Surprisingly, despite Angel's greater height and weight, Vaggie was still able to sprint at top speed.

"Eh, least that cheap excuse for slapstick cleared the way for us a bit." The Winged Demon shrugged, promptly snatching Niffty before boosting himself forward with the aid of his wings, the air currents allowing Husk to pick up speed. While everyone was far ahead, nearing closer to the hotel, there was one certain demon that was lagging behind...

BANG!

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING YOU HAIRY FUCK!"

"Sorry!"

CRASH!

"Oogar very sorry!"

"YOU TRYING TO KILL ME, ASSHOLE!?"

THUNK!

"Oh, sorry! Sorry!" Oogar yelped, trying his utmost not to trample the smaller city-folk. Trying to carefully make your way through a crowded street is quite difficult when you're a fifteen-foot tall hairy demon that weighed about as much as an elephant. Thanks to his gargantuan size and earthquake-inducing footsteps, traversing the more heavily-populated areas of the city was more than difficult. The caveman awkwardly stumbled through the crowd, accidentally knocking over bystanders, kicking his way through garbage cans and traffic cones.

In his clumsy run, Oogar accidentally flopped right into the center of a crosswalk. The caveman slowly picked himself back up before he was alerted to the unexpected honk of a car horn, forcing him to suddenly spin around in the direction of the noise while extending his arm out. Oogar's hand felt the hood of a moving vehicle press against his palm as the car came to a screeching halt. The whiplash resulted in the driver being smooshed against the airbags as the vehicle emitted a blaring alarm, one that made the mammoth demon timidly back away.

"S-sorry! Oogar uh... super sorry!" Oogar cried before running off, following after the group.

As the giant clumsily darted down the street, he realized how far behind he was from the group, he knew that he couldn't pick up speed without turning a dozen pedestrians into mush. To get to his group safely, or at least how he perceived, the mammoth demon slammed a foot onto the ground that resulted in an earth column erupting beneath his feet. The caveman was propelled skyward, briefly soaring above the city streets as onlookers gawked at the flying giant, some even forgot what they were doing in the first place resulting in some people falling into an open manhole and maybe a car crash or two.

Further ahead, Angel had shaken off the trauma of his unforeseen and relatively comical tumble, realizing that he was now perched atop Vaggie's back. Before dismounting off of her, the arachnid had a promiscuous quip that he had in mind.

"Hey, Vaggie! Look, riding ya!" He said with a laugh.

"Fuck off, you're not even into girls!" Vaggie retorted, slowing down just a bit to let Angel climb off her back. The two would resume sprinting once Angel's feet returned to the pavement, booking it as fast as they could while Niffty and Husk were trailing behind.

"I know but this was too perfect to pass up!" Angel replied, looking over his shoulder only to realize that Oogar was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, Vagz, where's the caveman?" The Spider Demon asked before a large shadow loomed over the two running demons without any warning. Angel and Vaggie both darted their heads side to side, wondering how the world around them darkened out of nowhere.

"The hell? Nobody told me there was an eclipse today..." Angel said with confusion while Vaggie looked up to the sky, a horrified grimace surfaced on her face before she hastily grabbed Angel by the shoulders, pulling both him and herself backward.

"LOOK OUT!" She cried and before Angel could spit out an obscenity from being carelessly tugged at...

KRRRRRMMMMMMMMBBBBBB!

Descending upon the road at the velocity of an oncoming meteorite, Oogar struck the pavement with a monumental amount of force. A sizeable carter bore into the asphalt's surface, causing the ground to shake while the blaring alarms to nearby cars went off and a fire hydrant was rocketed into the air, a geyser of water gushing from the sidewalk. That wasn't the only thing that was launched into orbit for the unexpected tremor threw every single one of Oogar's cohorts up into the sky. Standing in the epicenter of the indentation, Oogar briefly looked around for his teammates, unaware that he had sent them sky-high.

"Huh? Where friends go?" Oogar said with confusion before the faint scream of his comrades filled the air, prompting the mammoth demon to set his gaze upward. His eyes widened with fear as he immediately brought his arms out, letting both Angel and Vaggie land directly in the neanderthal's clutches. A shrill squeal of joy was suddenly audible as Niffty caught onto Oogar's broad shoulders, sporting her usual yet unsettling grin.

"Oh, there's Oogar!" Niffty exclaimed while Husk descended to the ground, hadn't it been for his wings then his landing wouldn't have been just as graceful.

"Dammit fuckin' big guy, you coulda crushed us!" Angel scolded, shaking a fist at the caveman, who sheepishly recoiled from Angel's harsh response.

"Hey! Let me take care of this." Vaggie said before turning her head over to the caveman with a stern look. "Oogar, I want you to be more careful, alright? You nearly crushed us..."

"Oh sorry..." The caveman muttered with embarrassment. Words failed to describe the frustration Angel was feeling from Vaggie's continuous hospitality and babying towards the hairy behemoth as opposed to all the times she yelled at him for all of his wrongdoings.

"Are you fuckin'... I... This is bull... Nevermind." Angel groaned with defeat.

"Look, Oogar and I will have a talk about this later, we've got bigger things to worry about right now." Vaggie plainly said while Niffty tugged at the mammoth demon's fur.

"ONWARD, NOBLE STEED AND BESTIE! WE RIDE NOW!" Niffty cried, directing her hand forward. Oogar moved his head into the direction of where Niffty was pointing, realizing that the streets were far more opened, sparking a new idea in the behemoth's mind.

"Wait, wha-" Vaggie's confusion was turned to panic when Oogar firmly tucked her in one arm while Angel was held his other arm. Niffty's words prompted Oogar to book it as fast as his legs could provide whilst carrying his teammates down the road while Husk sighed with annoyance.

"Lovely..." He grumbled aloud before taking flight, trailing the mammoth demon from above. "Okay, guess we're doing this then!" Angel said, his body jostled about from the impeccable speeds at which the caveman was going. The ground trembled with every footstep that the mammoth demon produced as he hastily zipped down city streets as Oogar stamped a foot onto the pavement, resulting in him being jettisoned into the air.

As the caveman took the skies once again, Oogar flexed his arms to fasten his grip on Angel and Vaggie, both of whom felt the wind push their lips and gums back while their hair wildly blew through rapid air as if they were riding a rollercoaster. Niffty underwent a similar effect as her eyelid was pulled back by the fast-paced winds. Luckily the whiplash of these high speeds would come to an end when Oogar landed directly onto the rooftop of a nearby building, Husk landing right beside him.

"Augh… To think a sore ass was gonna be my only body problem today…URMPH!" The Arachnid was dangerously close to upchucking but he managed to fight against the potent urge to regurgitate his guts out. Peering over the rooftop, Oogar skimmed over the forest of buildings and concrete.

"Where is hotel?" Oogar said to Vaggie, who had just got done shaking of the trauma of being whisked around in the air, craned her neck up and pointing northward.

"It's just several miles away from there, hopefully, we should make it." She instructed.

"And can ya put me down, now?! As much as I love being in the embrace of a big burly hairy guy, this isn't how I wanted it to b-OH FUCK!" Angel's complaint was cut off by the last minute as Oogar suddenly leaped from the rooftop, flying over the streets and onto the building top ahead. Husk groaned with exasperation, spreading his wings out before following the hairy behemoth.

However, just from the horizon, Husk noticed several blurry objects of what he perceived to be a flock of birds. Upon closer inspection, they looked far bigger than any avian life that was common around these parts of the city. To make matters all the more worrying, they were approaching not just him but his whole crew and at a startling rate. Of course, the feline would easily chalk this up as a drunken hallucination but thanks to his minimal exposure to alcohol for the day, he was perfectly sober.

The doorman wouldn't be the only one alerted to the unexpected appearance. Oogar's ears picked up a booming, almost monstrous sound that resonated through the air as if a dragon unleashed its terrifying roar for the whole world to hear. Stopping his trek across the rooftops to observe the approaching figures that looked alien to the caveman. It wasn't long before the rest of the hotel residents caught wind of the bird-like silhouettes, Vaggie couldn't help but feel a looming sense of dread while Angel squinted his eyes in an attempt to make out what oncoming figures.

"What the fuck is...?" The arachnid's eyes widened, becoming aware of what was truly heading for them. The figures become clearer in appearance. "Oh, fuck me in the figurative sense..."

Far ahead from where the hotel residents were traveling, a kettle of winged bird-like robots was soaring straight towards them. Appearance-wise, these robots shared a resemblance to Malphas's raven drones, purple and black exterior bedecked in vine-like patterns, the only difference was that these flying machines were all larger in size, along with having a sleeker body shape, along with a lack of wings. Instead, they soared through the air with four rocket-powered jets from underneath, giving them the appearance of fighter jets. The avian-like robots were all equipped with razor-sharp beaks and riding atop them were two individual guards. Riding atop the kettle leader was Malphas and Dennis, the former of whom let out a demented cackle.

"Going somewhere?~" Malphas taunted, as he pulled a lever that was jutting from his Vulture Bot's backside, the winged robot decreasing in altitude so that it would get closer to its targets while the rest of the kettle followed his summed up his thoughts and feelings with just two words.

"Aw shit..." He groaned before drawing his trusty pistol. "A washed-up drunkard like me can't seem to catch a break can he?..."

"Oogar! Get to lower ground, now!" Vaggie yelled to the caveman, the vulture bots now reaching a dangerously close range. Without questioning, Oogar leaped from the building and landed directly onto the asphalt. Any other demon's ankles would have snapped like twigs but Oogar was not like any other demon, the whole street shook the moment his feet touched the pavement. Vaggie's instructions proved to be useful for Oogar as the vulture bots from above collectively opened their mouths and out came a downpour of laser fire.

The raining bolts decimated the building's rooftop that Oogar was previously standing on, leaving the upper half of the structure in charred-caked ruin. Husk was about to follow his comrades but was greeted with a barrage of laser fire from the lead vulture bot that forced him to spin in the other direction. Glaring at the winged demon, Malphas turned to the two vulture bots to his right.

"Both you." He said, pointing a finger at the cronies that were operating the machine before directing his hand over to where Husk flew off. "Go take care of the Radio Demon's errand boy, we'll deal the rest of those nuisances…"

Obeying their master's commands, the knights veered their mechs to the side in order to pursue the flying cat. The remaining vulture bots proceeded to lower themselves even further, hovering above the city streets where Malphas spotted Oogar sprinting away from his fleet. Despite running at top speeds, Oogar could still feel the robot's shadow cast a blanket of darkness over his head. The rest of the hotel residents had their heads tilted up to see the kettle of avian-like robots flying above them before a latch opened up from the underside of the raven's fuselage. A sight that only meant danger for the other party involved.

"Alright, I was alive when World War Two was goin' on and I know EXACTLY where this shit is headin'..." Angel fearfully murmured. Acting fast, Oogar banged both his feet onto the ground, causing the sidewalks from both sides to suddenly quake. Erupting from the two long stretches of pavement were a series of slanted earth slabs, ones that sent mailboxes, fire hydrants, lamposts, and even a few unlucky pedestrians to be sent airborne. The two separate rock slabs met each other both to form a long tent-like barrier that served as overhead protection.

"Trying to save yourselves, are you? Not on my watch!" The raven said before he pulled onto another lever that was located on the back of the vulture bot's neck, a move that was copied by the rest of Malphas's squadron. From the hatches, a barrage of bombs came descending from the robots and descended upon the tent-snapped barrier. The moment the bombs touched, a devastating explosion of plasma ravaged the streets, hail storms of rock chunks and fire showered the city block. Even before the bombs were dropped and he was still unfamiliar with modern-day weaponry, Oogar knew to pick up the pace based on the encroaching trepidation that the machines carried.

The caveman found himself outpacing falling debris and flames that were growing dangerously close to the prehistoric demon. Oogar tried his best to maintain some form that resembled composure in this race of survival, his thoughts trying to break away from the perilous screams of his comrades and the thunderous boom that the bombs brought. Reaching the end of the street, Oogar saw his chance to escape the blitzkrieg as he hurled himself in the air with a stone column beneath that sprouted from beneath his heel. Annoyed that his targets had managed to escape his attack but nevertheless, he wouldn't stop until the threat to reputation was as good as dead.

Reaching the rooftop of the nearest building, Oogar prepared to make the hazardous jump across the city. He could already hear the roar of a hundred engines trailing him from behind so it was now or never. From the other side of the spectrum, Husk found himself soaring through the clouds with two vulture bots hot on his tail. He weaved around endless barrages of laser fire that lit up the scarlet red welkin like a firework show. Husk swerved and weaved through the air but no matter where he went, the vulture bots were still after him.

"Dammit, I can't get rid of these jerkoffs!" Husk thought to himself while simultaneously evading another series of lasers from behind. "If I can't find a way to shake these dickheads off this then I'm up shit creek without a paddle..."

It seemed as though luck was on the feline's side for just up ahead was a gargantuan cloud was slowly drifting through the air, floating over the city. With the gargantuan billow hovering in his path, an idea came to the alcoholic doorman as he thrust himself forward with a push of his wings. Husk disappeared into the cloud, the two vulture bots following shortly after. Upon entry, the view became opaque and fogged, prompting both pilots to activate a pair of floodlights built into the vulture bot's eyes. Even with this advantage, the lights were still not enough to see through the misty billows.

Searching further through the haze, the knights were unable to pinpoint where their target was hiding. However, unbeknownst to them, they were the ones being followed. Using the cloud's thickness to his advantage, Husk emerged from the underside of the vulture bots. Slowly ascending towards them and thanks to the rocket engines, his fluttering wings were dulled out. Slowly unsheathing his pistol, Husk crept towards the nearest vulture bot, the pilots unaware of his presence. With a burst of energy, The Cat-like Demon lunged forward and proceeded to ensnare the first guard in a headlock.

The Knight didn't have a chance to fight back for a bullet punched through his helmet and dug into his skull, the gun's bang alerting the second guard. The remaining pilot stepped forward and swung his blade sideways, forcing Husk to step back. The Knight proceeded to jab his sword forth, but using his quick wit, Husk shielded himself with the corpse of the guard he was holding as the blade inserted itself into his stomach. The Winged Demon proceeded to hurl the dead body right into his foe, knocking him off the vulture bot and into the misty abyss with the corpse following suit.

Without a pilot to steer it, the vulture bot started to gradually decrease in altitude while Husk dusted his hands and unfurled his wings, preparing to take off in search for the second vulture bot.

"Well, that's that. Now, where's that other robo-"

"LOOK, THERE HE IS!" A sudden voice rang out while Husk felt the blinding illumination of floodlights shine onto him, prompting the cat-like demon to cover his eyes and face with his forearm.

"Guess that answer's my question..." Husk said with a haggard breath before taking off into the air while laser fire soared in his direction. The Feline Demon managed to evade the barrage as the energy bolts instead shot down the other vulture bot, causing the robot to descend at a rapid pace. From bellow, the Knight that Husk jettisoned from the flying machine screamed his head off, plummeting further to his demise from bellow.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaahhh-Uh, what a minute. I'm a bird, I can just fly-"

THWACK!

The avian-like demon didn't have a chance to fly to safety for several tons of falling steel came crashing down on him. Returning to Husk, he kept bobbing and weaving out of sight, the remaining vulture firing off into different directions in hopes of at least singeing a feather on his wings. This annoying process would come to an end for, after the umpteenth laser cannonade, Husk suddenly took a nose dive into the billow. Naturally, the pilots followed Husk's movements but much to their shock and chagrin, The Winged Demon somehow disappeared from sight.

"Dammit, we lost the Radio Demon's boy toy!" One of the knights cried out with frustration.

"Two things, Jim. He looks way too god damn crusty and old to be a boy toy," The other knight chimed in. "And didn't you say that you wanted Alastor to stick his tentacles-"

"I was drunk, Bob! There's a clear difference!" Jim snapped in a defensive manner. "Besides, if we're talking about poor taste then let's relay all the dirty and downright illegal shit you wanted Valentino to do to you and your holes. At my ma's New Year's Eve party!"

"Those were my New Years' resolutions, ya dick!" Bob retorted.

"Oh yeah, like that's any better!" Jim snarled back, the two avian-like demons entering a verbal quarrel with one another. Unaware that Husk was hiding beneath the vulture bot's long neck, his wings recoiled as to not give away his position. A look of discomfort and revulsion was present on his visage, likely from these two randos slobbering over his boss.

"The fuck do these morons see in those grinning jackasses." The Feline Demon said to himself internally before climbing onto the back of the robot's neck while the guards were distracted with their argument. Wrapped in their quarrel, the knights failed to react in time for Bob was killed instantly with a bullet that punched into the optical region of his skull. The knight's corpse slumped lifelessly off the robot while the second guard flung himself to the side in order another bullet that was fired upon him. The Knight retaliated by whipping a crossbow, firing off a bolt in his assailant's direction.

Husk side-stepped the projectile, extending his gun out before firing off several more shorts at his armored foe. This put Jim in a dodging frenzy, he was either lucky enough to avoid a projectile or let a few rebound off of his armor. The moment the cylinder was emptied of its last bullet, Husk made a dead sprint towards Jim, who launched a second arrow in hopes of scoring a fatal blow mid-charge. The arrow raced through the air, only to be whacked aside with a flick from the cat's wing. Lunging himself forward, the feline demons struck the crossbow beneath the foregrip, striking with enough force to knock it from Jim's hands. This was followed by a left hook, one that had a surprising amount of force into it, as it knocked back the armored demon.

The Winged Demon went in for a second blow, but Jim managed to react fast by elbowing Husk right in the snout. Clutching his bleeding rhinarium, the doorman growled with pain while Jim saw his chance to attack as he ran forward before tackling him onto the robot's back. The crushing sensation of the guard's knee pressing into his abdomen as a means of keeping him pinned to the metallic floor. With opponent subdued, Jim removed a dagger from its sheath, the sharp tip aimed for Husk's neck. The Knight brought down the blade, only for Husk to outstretch his arm and snagged the avian demon by the wrist.

Both demons were now in a power deadlock, Husk trying his damndest to keep the dagger from poking his fur though his armored put up a good fight as the blade slowly inched its way closer to his neck. Husk tensed up, putting more strength into his push but even then, it was not enough to stop Jim. However, glancing to his side, he realized that he was dangerously close to the rocket thrust that propelled the massive contraption that he constrained against. It was here an idea began to present itself in the feline's mindscape.

"You know something... This fight's makin' me quite hungry..." said Husk in between breaths, his sudden statement leaving Jim confused.

"Uh, wha-"

"BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE CHICKEN TONIGHT!" Husk suddenly responded and with unexpected vigor, he tugged the avian-like demon forward as his body's upper half tilted downward. This resulted in his head being engulfed by a fiery plume emitted from the thrusters as the metal comprising his helmet started to melt with his flesh, a shrill scream of agony erupted from Jim before he was jettisoned from the flying machine. The blaze of his head grew dimmer the further he plummeted before dulling out completely in the billowy mist.

Sighing with relief, Husk got back onto his feet and took his hat off. He began to fan it back and forth as he slicked the fur on his hair back to let the frigid breeze run through his ears and over his head.

"...Actually, in retrospect... I think 'Your goose is cooked' might have been better." Husk said to himself for shrugging it off.

"Whatever, what's done is done," He said, cricking his neck a little. "Fuck, my wings feel sore..."

Preparing to take off and reunite with his group, Husk spread both his wings outwards before soaring off into the skies. However, a thought occurred to him as he looked down at the vulture bot that he was standing on. He slowly began to realize this might just be the advantage he was looking for.

"Since nobody's usin' this then..." Husk's eyes darted back and forth before he walked over to the lever that protruded from the robot's back. Grabbing onto the lever's handle, Husk pushed the lever forward. However, nothing came from this action much to the cat's annoyance and disappointment.

"...Well, that was pointle-"

FYSHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Without any warning, the thrusters to the vulture bot spat out large fiery torrents causing the flying machine to wildly zig-zag through the air. Husk was carelessly flung about through in the wind, his body flailing about like a ragdoll while one hand was tightly gripping onto the lever for dear life.

"SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" The winged demon cursed on loop, unable to properly steer the robot. The frantically moving vulture bot spun around in circles before zipping off westward, bursting out from the cloud whilst carrying the feline demon along for the hectic ride. His booming obscenities echoed through the red skies. The vulture bot whizzed over a park where onlookers gawked in amazement at what they perceived as an air show.

Among the crowd was a lanky imp dressed in a blue suit and a grey hellhound decked in gothic attire, the former of the two looked on sight with a bright-eyed expression on his face while the canine-like demon had her eyes glued to her phone screen with a deadpan expression.

"Look, Loonie! It's a screaming star!" He said with exuberance before wrapping his arm around the hellhound's shoulder, suddenly yanking her close. Her phone tumbled out of her grasp as the canine-like demon glared angrily at the imp next to her.

"Quick, make a wish before your worst fear comes to life! I remember when I didn't when I was your age and boy howdy was I traumatized!" He cheered, The hellhound only sighed with annoyance from her father's overenthusiasm. After being thrashed around in the wind, Husk was violently pulled into the town, screaming and cursing the whole way through.

---

Meanwhile, with the rest of the group...

Hiding behind a rooftop-mounted HVAC, Vaggie carefully poked her head out to see vulture bots swarming the city from left to right. Scouring past the building tops in search of their targets while Malphas looked upon his goons zipping back and forth from his flying machine with impatience.

"Dennis, have we found those down-trodden sinner slags yet!?" Malphas barked to his captain, who was currently communicating with his fellow men through the built-in earpiece in his helmet.

"Hey! Are you even listening to me?!" Malphas squawked, his patience growing thin by the second. His captain didn't answer him after his second call, making the corvid turn red in the face while a streak of smoke radiated off his head.

"DENNIS!" He screamed at the top of the lungs, his shrill yell drilling into the captain's eardrums as he winced with pain.

"Ugh, That's gonna be a week's worth of tinnitus..." He said to himself aloud before turning his attention to his commander. "No, my lord. They managed to disappear from sight."

"FUCK!" He cursed before pounding a fist onto the steel exterior of the robot's steel back, bruising his knuckle the second his fist struck the metal exterior while a pained cry spilled out from the raven demon's beak.

"Augh! Bloody hell!" The corvid shouted, holding his injured hand.

"Then keep searching for them, dammit! We'll have to turn this whole abominable cesspool into a burning wasteland by twilight as long as it means those cantankerous invaders lay dead at my feet!" He exclaimed, nervously tending to his hand as his eyes frantically darted from side to side.

"Sweet Satan, I can already picture the incredible dent left in my wallet after paying the news stations and the overlords…" Malphas grumbled to himself aloud. Grabbing onto the back leaver, Malphas shifted it forward his vulture bot cruised through the air before veering off into a different section of town with a small fleet trailing him from behind. Vaggie sighed with exasperation before turning to her group, all of which were huddled together as to not reveal their position.

"Damn, that blueblooded bastarda isn't giving up. Hiding won't do us any good, we need to get to the hotel and fast." Vaggie said, giving Oogar a nod as the caveman scooped up both her and Angel in his muscular arms. However, the arachnid had something else in mind.

"Oogar, don't move!" Angel said exclaimed, prompting the caveman to freeze in place. The Arachnid-like demon squirmed his way out of the caveman's grasp before dropping onto the floor.

"Wait?! What what the hell do you mean wait!? We need to go!" Vaggie yelled with a panicked voice, falling from the caveman's grasp.

"If we go to the hotel, we'll just end up leading them there. We need to take those robots down. At least before Charlie and Lucifer find out about this..." He explained, his words baffling the Hispanic Demoness, who gave him a funny look as if she was trying to comprehend the hotel manager's words.

"Angel, those damn robots outnumber us from a hundred to five. We can't just take all of them on!" She snapped, the spider demon rolling his eyes at her statement.

"And what are you afraid of? We fought Chugg and his band of redneck buttfucks." Angel replied with annoyance.

"That was because they WERE a band of redneck buttfucks. We're talking about a member of the Ars Goetia family here, they can easily have all of us executed just from their status alone!" The hotel manager exclaimed.

"And the fact that these robots are swarming the area, our best bet is to get all of this to Charlie before all of this escalates into something worse." Vaggie continued while Angel sighed, rising to her feet before rising to his feet. The Pornstar drew forth his dual Tommy guns, peaking from his hiding spot to see a vulture bot passing by.

"I know you and Charlie are always preachin' about that redemption bullshit but there's always time for thought and there's a time for action..." He said, awaiting the moment for the flying machine to get in closer proximity. As the vulture bot grew nearer, Oogar furrowed his brow and emitted a determined snort as he left his hiding space while a Cheshire Cat-like grin surfaced of Niffty's visage.

"And sometimes, baby... You just gotta fuck shit up to get what you want." Angel said, his lips cracking into a brave smirk. Vaggie, meanwhile, took the spider's words into consideration. Emerging from the HVAC generator with a hard look, Vaggie stood beside her fellow group members.

"You know, Angel. I hate to admit it but I might see where you're coming from." The Hispanic Demoness said, crouching down slightly to prepare herself for battle.

"If they want to come after the hotel. They won't last long..." Oogar snarled, cracking his knuckles.

"Let them bleed! Let them bleed! I FEEL SO ALIVE RIGHT NOW!" Niffty screeched with murderous joy, the sensation of letting go of her cleaning duties was unlike anything she had felt before.

"Glad to see we're all on the same page~" Angel chuckled before turning over to the caveman..

"Mind giving us a lift, big guy?" Angel asked, the caveman nodding in response. Kneeling down, Oogar knelt down and struck both his hands into the ground beneath him. Two separate earth columns that slanted forward sprung from the ground, propelling both Angel and Vaggie towards the oncoming vulture bot. From the corner of his eye, one unsuspecting guard spun around to see the duo speeding towards him out of the blue.

"WAIT, WHAT THE FU-"

He was silenced for good for Vaggie's spear skewered him through the brain. The second guard wasn't so fortunate either for a series of bullets tore through his armor's chest plate before his corpse fell from the flying machine, splattering onto the pavement from below. Oogar was the third to launch himself at the vulture bot, Niffty still riding atop his shoulders. Angel and Vaggie both collectively stepped to the side to make way from the caveman, whose weight caused the flying robot to drop down in altitude.

"Hey, watch it there, Captain Caveman! Splatter them, not us!" Angel said, nearly stumbling over from the mammoth demon's heavy landing.

"Sorry! Oogar gonna lay off the barbeque sauce if that okay." The caveman apologized with embarrassment. On the other side of the spectrum, surrounding vulture bots were alerted to the

"WE HAVE FOUND THE TARGETS! THEY'VE INVADED THE FLEET!" One of the pilots yelled out into his helmet's built-in earpiece, the whole kettle becoming aware of the intruder's presence.

"Alright, looks like they know where we are. Let's give 'em a warm welcome!" Angel said with a devious cackle.

"Oogar, throw us up there. You and Niffty can take care of the other fleet up ahead." Vaggie said and without hesitation, Oogar grabbed onto both Vaggie and Angel and began to wildly spin around. During his spin, both demons were sent flying high with a silk-smooth pitch from the neanderthal. Vaggie readied her spear, storing up all the momentum in her sudden flight.

SWISH!

With one punctual swing, a line ran across the mid-section of the vulture bot before it was perfectly cleaved in two halves. Acting fast, Angel and Vaggie quickly hopped onto the back end of the robot before leaping onto the next vulture bot with Vaggie skewering the first knight that she came across.

As for the Oogar and Niffty, hovering just a good thirty feet above the duo was a vulture bot that was planning to drop a bomb on both the caveman and the cyclopean. Oogar furrowed his brows, his legs tensing up for a brief moment before springing himself upward, closing the distance between him and the robot in a matter of seconds. Outstretching both his arms, Oogar grabbed hold onto the tail end of the vulture bot, shaking the pilots who rode the machine off. The caveman watched as both knights fell from the robot as the mammoth demon lifted the vulture bot above his head.

Gravity began to set in, pulling Oogar down towards the hard ground beneath while he brought down the mech along with him. The Mammoth Demon roared as he brought down the mechanical avian, aiming for an approaching vulture bot that was coming at him from below. A barrage of lasers was sent into Oogar's path, prompting him to use the battered robot as a jury-rigged shield. The energy bolts rebounded off the metal exterior, striking an unlucky pilot in the process while the other was met with several tons of steel being slammed down onto him. Oogar not only fattened the pilot into a bloody silhouette but also caused the vulture bot he was riding upon to violently crash into the street.

Right before the vulture bot plummeted into the asphalt grounds, Oogar pushed himself off the tail of his discarded robot shield with a push of his arms to propel himself in the air. He jerked his body towards a new vulture bot that flew by, his hand latching onto the robot's wing. The vulture bot tilted sideways, the two pilots occupying the mech nearly falling from their mech. Oogar was able to drag the vulture bot down as he pulled himself onto the wings.

One guard ran towards the mammoth demon, preparing to knock him off the robot only to be met with an unpleasant surprise, which came in the shape and form of Niffty, who suddenly sprang from the caveman's shoulder and latched herself onto the guard's face. Niffty emitted a wild, animalistic cry whilst drawing forth her trusty needle, plunging her weapon into the knight's eye. A horrific screech came out of the knife as Niffty repeatedly plunged the needle's tip several times into the guard's eye, turning it into a bloodied pincushion.

"AAAAAH! GET IT OFF! GET THIS RED BABOON OFF!" He screamed with agony and horror, hectically fumbling around while desperately trying to pry the smaller demon off him. His fellow guard desperately shot arrow after arrow at the cyclopean demon, but due to his partner's frenetic movements, most of his bolts missed. Catching wind of the arrow onslaught, Niffty climbed over his shoulder and mounted herself onto his back, using the knight as a meatshield. One arrow, unfortunately, lodged itself into the knight's other orbital cavity. Prompting another scream to come out of the guard while the crossbow wielder nervously hid his weapon behind his back.

"KEVIN, YOU SUCK!" The now-eyeless guard shouted with fury and pain.

"Uh... Sorry, Dave!" The crossbow holder sheepishly chuckled.

Dave suddenly felt a great weight slam right into his back, sending him flying into Kevin as the guards fell from their mech leaving Niffty and Oogar as the final ones remaining.

"Gotta say, Oogs! I really love what we're doing here! Never in my life have I yearned to spill the blood of enemies ever since Alastor had that turf war in 1983!~" Niffty said with a sharp-toothed grin. Looking above him, Oogar witnessed more vulture bots fly into the scene. Oogar wasn't rooted to the ground for proper earth-based attacks but a new idea began to present itself in the mammoth demon's head. Reaching into his chest, Oogar withdrew his hook chain as his lips cracked into a smirk beneath his scruffy beard.

"Hold on tight, Niffy! Because today..." Oogar stepped forward and flung the chain as high as it could go, the hook's tip embedding itself into the vulture bot's neck. The force that it struck knocked the pilots off their feet as the caveman grasped onto the chain with both hands.

"WE ARE TARZAN!" Oogar declared with audacity, Niffty's singular eye widened as a squeal of joy escaped her rosy lips.

"WE ARE RULERS OF THE JUNGLE!~" She exclaimed, climbing aboard Oogar's back as the caveman flung himself off of the vulture bot. He swung through the danger, evading laser fire by weaving side to side. Upon reaching the apex of his swing, Oogar tugged the hook out of the vulture bot's neck, beheading it in the process as the caveman threw the chain forward. The hook snatched onto the wing of a passing vulture bot, pushing himself forward before moving onto the next robot to hitch a temporary ride on.

Malphas watched from afar as the sinners whittled his forces down one by one, a great rage billowing inside of the raven-like demon. His metallic mask was starting to glow bright red from his expanding fury before berating his minions with a screeching insult.

"Oh for the love of sweet satan, you ingrates are truly incapable of killing a bunch of sinners!? How lazy are you feather-brained fuckheads!?" Malphas rebuked.

"To be fair, sir. You didn't do anything to help. In fact, you spent the duration of this fight sitting and screaming at us to kill the-"

"Dennis, I'm more than willing to cut your pay OR your head off. Either way, it won't be so fun for you..." The corvid growled, pointing a clawed finger at his captain.

"...Shutting up now." Dennis replied with a defeated sigh.

Angel and Vaggie made quick work of the two pilots, one dying from a bullet to the chest and the other with a slash to the throat. From up ahead, an oncoming fleet of vulture bots was zooming towards them with a laser cannonade in store for the duo. Glancing over the wing she was standing on, Vaggie saw a vulture bot cruising underneath them as a plan came into the Hispanic demoness's mind.

"Angel, we need to jump off this thing!" Vaggie said while Angel quickly grabbed onto the back switch of the robot.

"Sure thing toots, give me a sec! I follow right behind!" The slutty spider said, squeezing onto the handle.

"And what do you think you're doing!?" The Hispanic Demoness questioned.

"Trust me on this, now go!" The Arachnid Demon barked while Vaggie moved her sights back onto the flying robot from below. Without a second to think, she took a deep breath and took a leap of faith. Plummeting down onto the vulture bot with her spear raised in the air. The unsuspecting pilot dropped dead the moment Vaggie's spearhead bore deep into the crown of his helmet and into his skull. Angel meanwhile cranked the lever into full gear, making a beeline towards the tail's end while the thrusters pushed the winged robot at high speed into its mechanical brethren ahead.

KA-BOOOOOM!

A great fireball erupted in the sky, followed by a shower of burning steel. Angel dove onto the vulture bot beneath him, reuniting with Vaggie, who had just finished cutting apart the second pilot as she wrenched her spear from his chest.

"See? What I tell ya?" Angel said with a smirk. Just before they could continue on with the next robot, the wind carried a familiar-sounding voice that was coming southward.

"Hey, do you hear that? That kinda sounds like..."

"...sʜhhhIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITT!"

"Husk?!..." Both demons said in perfect synchrony. Their intuition proved correct for soaring through the sky, trying his damndest to stop the robot that he 'rode' in on was none other than Husk.

"DAMMIT, SLOW THE FUCK DOOOOWN!" Husk shouted, drilling his way through a series of vulture bots whether it was from slicing apart them apart with his wings or outright crashing through them. Vaggie and Angel watched as Husk was zagged about through the city, ravaging through the vulture bots. The unstable robot that Husk was barely holding onto was zooming by the two as Angel casually shrugged.

"Eh, might as well hitch a ride!" The Arachnid said with a shrug before casually jumping off the robot he was standing on.

"Angel, wait!" Vaggie said, following him from behind as Angel managed to grab onto the wing's edge just in time while catching Vaggie from her fall. Despite the insane speeds that the vulture bot was moving at, Angel managed to climb aboard with Vaggie holding on.

"Heya, Huskykins. How are ya?" Angel said to Husk, casually leaning against the back lever. His sudden appearance took the winged demon by surprise.

"THE FUCK!? WHERE'D YOU COME FROM!?" Husk shouted.

"Jumped off one of those flyin' robot thingies. Anyways, I think you're doing it wrong." Angel said before grabbing a hold of the switch.

"To slow it down, it should go like this!" The arachnid said before pulling the lever in the opposite direction. The flames spewed out from thrusters suddenly died out, the engines roar silencing. Husk and Vaggie cocked their heads towards Angel, hitting him with a piercing scowl.

"...Okay, I took a risk. It was calculated..." Angel peered over the ground with a blank expression. "But holy fuck, am I terrible at math."

And with that said, the vulture bot made its heavy fall with the demons aboard. All three screamed during their plummet, Angel and Husk fiddling around with the lever to prevent them from hitting the ground. From greater heights, Oogar heard the screams of his comrades before taking note of them descending towards the pavement. Niffty also caught onto it, mainly from the obscenities screamed out by her cohorts that she was far too familiar with.

"Oh no! Our friends are in trouble, let's get a move on!" Niffty cried out, prompting Oogar to take action. Oogar took a step back before running across the neck of the vulture bot before diving right off of the robot's head. Niffty followed after the Mammoth Demon, both hurtling through the air. Along the way, Oogar threw his chain into the underside of an oncoming vulture bot before sliding across the wings of another robot. Niffty gracefully descended upon her team, twirling like a ballerina. She landed on the vulture bot with both feet, surprisingly keeping herself steady despite the harsh winds that blew against her.

"Hiya, fellas!" Niffty happily waved to her group, oblivious to the perilous situation that her friends were in. In an act of quick-thinking, Vaggie nudged both the feline and the spider demon aside before shifting the lever in the middle. The engine sputtered back to life, the thrusters igniting once again. The vulture bot was just barely levitating off the ground as a relieved sigh escaped from the lips of the trio. But this would relief would not last for the weight of reality would come crashing down, quite literally so, as Oogar smashed right onto the tail-end of the robot, startling the whole group.

"Hi, Oogar!" Niffty greeted while Husk was knocked into the lever, resulting in it being pushed forward. The feline's eyes widened with horror when he realized what was about to go down. The thrusters went back into full blast as they skidded across the road at frightening levels of speed, decimating through any vehicle or unlucky pedestrian that was caught in the midst of this chaos. Looking down on the hotel residents that were flying over the pavement, Malphas sighed with annoyance.

"Alright, I might as well take care of these low-class nudniks myself..." Malphas growled with aggravation before turning to his 'loyal' subject.

"Dennis, make ready the saw!" The raven commanded his captain, who followed his orders by popping open a hatch that was located on the lever's handle, revealing a red button. Upon pressing it, a hatch opened up on the underside of the robot's fuselage, and out came a mechanical arm that was equipped with a gigantic buzzsaw that whirred to life. Malphas callously chuckled while Dennis steered the vulture bot to a lower level of altitude where their targets skated across the streets. Looking over his shoulder, Angel's pupils shrunk when seeing the giant buzzsaw descend towards them.

"Uh, fellas? We got a problem!" Angel pointed out, apprising everyone of the buzzsaw that was now chasing after them. Vaggie was the first to act, grabbing a hold of the lever before steering into the left, resulting in the robot veering off into the left street corner. Sparks flew when making the turn, further searing skidmarks into the pavement. The saw-wielding robot followed after the group, its sharp edges growing dangerously close while the air was filled with Malphas's psychotic cackling.

In an effort to slow him down, Oogar darted towards the rear end of the robot before kicking both his feet into moving ground. A great stone wall emerged from the pavement, high and sturdy to keep his pursuers at bay. Though, his defenses proved fruitless as the buzzsaw carved through the bulwark with ease, splitting the rock wall apart. To make matters more grating, a line of vulture bots from both sides fired upon the group, forcing everyone to retaliate. Husk and Angel fired off rounds of bullets while Oogar shot forth earth projectiles. From up ahead, Malphas took notice of a forked path that gave the corvid an idea.

"Move forward and stop over there!" Malphas said, Dennis, pushing the lever forward as the rocketed overhead leading to the group to duck down to safety. Reaching the end of the forked road, the robot lowered itself and came barrelling forward. The whole group looked on with horror, with the roads too narrow to evasion coupled with the vulture bots that were attacking them from the other side. , they were left with only one option.

"EVERYONE, MOVE TO ANOTHER WING! NOW!" Vaggie yelled, the hotel residents all split up with Oogar and Vaggie darting to the left wing while everyone else scrambled to the right. The moment they split apart, so to did the vulture bot as the rotating saw sliced its way into the robot's head, moving down the neck and across the body. A firework show of flamming sparks lit up as the sawblade sliced the robot apart in two halves. Once the action was complete, both halves that carried the hotel residents veered off into the different paths, the screaming of metal echoing through the city streets.

Surfing down the streets on the cleaved-half of the robot, the two were heading straight for a building that sat at the end of their path. Realizing this their impending doom, Oogar pulled back both of his arms while Vaggie raised her spear once again. With two labored jabs, the caveman dug both his hands into the asphalt followed by Vaggie who struck the ground with a potent jab. The skidding metal screeched, both party remembers trying desperately to stop the robot half from traversing any further. Their efforts ultimately paid off as the robot half came to a grinding halt.

Sighing with relief, Vaggie jerked her spear from the ground while wiping away sweat dribbles that ran down her brow. Oogar wrenched his hands from the cement, which were now exuding smoke and the fur covering his forearms were visibly singed.

"...Ow." Oogar said, looking down at his scorched hands. Unfortunately for the duo, they didn't have a moment to rest because the vulture bots had already found them. The caveman and the spear woman made a break for it, while Malphas glared down at the two fleeing sinners. Oogar quickly stopped onto the ground and sent forth several stalagmites that were easily evaded by the persuing fleet.

"There too many of them!" Oogar said before he stepped back to avoid a laser blast that singed the pavement he was standing on. Both the caveman and spearwoman attempted to make a getaway by running off to the street corner but a nasty surprise awaited them for a whole blockade of avian knights stood at their means of escape. All of whom were armed with large cannons that resembled the face of a screeching raven. Oogar didn't have an attempt to bulldoze through the soldiers for they fired off booming shots the moment they came into sight. Vulture Bots were beginning to swarm the premises while the second wall of canons was emerging from the other side of the street.

"Shit, they're everywhere!" Vaggie cursed with frustration. The enclosing panic began to set in the caveman, with a slam to the ground, a hollow cylinder-shaped barrier erected from the pavement. The caveman didn't stop there as two more barriers jutted from the earth and enclosed both him and Vaggie from the nearing danger that was encroaching from outside.

Lasers and canon fire alike blasted against the series of stone barriers, its craggy exterior struggling to shield off the two demons for much longer. As the Vulture Bots circled the small earth fortress, so too did Malphas's knights, preparing to blow down the barrier of an unyielding cannonade. Malphas looked down upon the two demons with a nefarious smirk, snickering with sadistic glee, eager to watch his foes be blasted to smithereens. He raised his hand, preparing to give the signal for his men to attack.

"This is your final chance, sinners. Hand me the drone and this will all be over, if not then you leave us no other option." Malphas spoke into his megaphone, his scratchy voice invading the eardrums of both Oogar and Vaggie, despite being hidden beneath several layers of rock.

"Now since I am a reasonable demon, I'll be so kind to give you the count of three to think of your choices." Malphas said, hiding his jeer in a civilized manner. His guards all directed both the cannons and the vulture bots at the barrier. Perfectly encompassing the cylinder-shaped barricade, within three seconds, it would all come crumbling down.

Oogar's heart began to race, anxiety starting to fog his judgment while Vaggie tried to keep a sharp mind, clutching her spear with a fastened grip while sweat seeped from her brow. Collapsing under the weight of the rushing panic, the caveman fell to his knees and covered his face, letting out a series of frantic breaths. His stomach felt weak and his heart was sputtering out of control.

"One."

"W-Why..." Oogar whispered aloud, Vaggie rushing to his side to ease her partner's crushing worries. She grabbed at the caveman's shoulders and tried to look him in the eye, his hands preventing them from proper eye contact. A terrible pain was starting to surge through the caveman's body, his muscles started to tense up, his back began to crackle and shift into an arch-like formation, even the tusks on his helmet were starting to elongate and curve.

"Oogar, look at me. It's gonna be okay, you hear me?..." She said when in truth, she was locking up the same anxiety as the mammoth demon. Vaggie did her best to maintain her composure but the future was looking bleak for the two of them.

"W-why... WHY CAN'T..." Oogar murmured through gritted teeth, his body started to increase in size. While the change wasn't noticeable at first, it slowly began to increase to a point where he was doubling in size. His beard was also undergoing a metamorphosis, beginning to grow in length as its bushy appearance started to become thin yet muscular as if the caveman was growing a brand new limb.

"Two."

Vaggie looked on with horror from the startling transformation that Oogar was undergoing, the craggy walls around them shook while a faint rumble was produced the moment the caveman brought a hand down onto the ground. Despite all this, Vaggie pushed through the fear and continued to comfort Oogar, hoping to calm him down as she held onto him close with a tight embrace.

"We can't let them get away with this. We just have to keep fighting it will all be over..." Vaggie said with assurance and compassion. However, she jumped back when Oogar raised his fists up in the air. Upon removing his hands from his eyes, it revealed a gaze of seething rage, tears pouring from his eyes. His white pupils had vanished, leaving behind a pair of eyes that glowed a fierce yellow, one that struck fear into Vaggie.

"WHY CAN'T THEY LEAVE US ALONE!" The Mammoth Demon roared at the top of his lungs, shaking the foundation that encapsulated him before swinging his arms down in a ferocious motion that caught his partner off guard.

The second Oogar's fist struck the pavement...

"THREE-"

KRAAAAAAAAA-THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Malphas never reached his ideal conclusion for he, along with Dennis and the Vulture Bot that they rode into battle, was pushed away by an unexpected tremor that ravaged the city block. Knights were sent scattering into different directions like speckles of snow in a furious blizzard. Crevasses and fissures carved their way through the asphalt, opening wide enough for even a few guards to fall to their doom.

Any buildings that were unlucky enough to stand in the range caved in, collapsing into mounds of rubble and debris. Malphas and his vulture bot were hurled into the window of a far-off building, his body smashing through the glass followed by the Vulture Bot, which tore a massive hole through the foundation. The corvid lay in a decimated apartment room, his captain sprawled underneath him while the vulture bot sat in the center of the living room.

The corvid scrambled back onto his feet, suffering the quake's whiplash, struggling to support himself after such a sudden retaliation. Malphas sucked in gusts of air, trying to make sense of this unforeseen ordeal. He had them right there on a silver platter, they were just a three-count away from being blown to bits and yet here he was, being throttled like a rag-doll by a sinner of all demons.

"BOLLOCKS!" Malphas cursed with a wheeze, dusting himself from any debris that stained his clothing.

"How could this be?! That taunting them about their inevitable destruction and slowly counting down their execution would have led to this as opposed to offing right then and there!" The Goetia cried, briefly putting aside his ignorance before it clogged his mindscape seconds later.

"Gee, I wonder why..." Dennis muttered to himself, picking himself back up before flicking off specs of rubble that had made it onto his armor.

"Hmph. Minor setback, I'll just vaporize them while I still have the chance!" The raven demon declared before an uncomfortable smacking of lips made itself known. Looking over their shoulders, Malphas and Dennis were met with Wally Wackford sitting on a couch, dressed in a white muscle shirt and boxers, hugging and smooching a large pillow with Verosika Mayday's face tapped on it. The Carnie slowly opened his eyes, realizing that he had been spotted

"...Please don't tell the Mrs about this." Wally embarrassingly pleaded.

On the other side of the spectrum, the stone barrier that concealed Oogar and Vaggie was surprisingly still standing after such a cataclysmic tremor. While it was broken into bigger slabs of rock, it almost appeared that something large was keeping it elevated. Vaggie was curled up into a ball, her head buried in her knees and arms wrapped around her legs, bracing herself for the impact. The Hispanic Demoness slowly craned her neck, realizing that she was still in one piece much to her surprise. Though, she felt something large and hairy brush up against her back.

It was too dark for her to see but she could feel that Oogar was standing over her. Suddenly, one of the stone slabs that once comprised the barrier was lifted off the ground by an unseen force as it was suddenly hurled across the streets, the rock hunk skidding across the asphalt while taking out a few unsuspecting guards. The colossal ingot came to a grinding halt when it came collided with a downed Vulture Bot, resulting in a fiery explosion that could be felt across the devastated city block.

The remaining chunks of the shattered barrier all collectively toppled to the ground like dominos while Vaggie brought herself back onto her feet, both amazed and confused by the fact that they were still alive. Vaggie could barely hold herself as she fell back onto the ground only to feel something wrap around her waist, preventing her from falling over. Looking down at what had caught her, she found herself being suspended off the air by what appeared to be the trunk of an elephant. Turning around, The Hispanic Demoness was left in awe.

"Dios mio..." Was all that Vaggie could muster, any other words would fail to comprehend the shock that had struck her. The remaining guards that had survived the tremor, looked on with terror at the hulking behemoth that eclipsed them. Their bodies were swallowed by the shadow colossal of the towering beast that petrified them with fear. Returning to the skies on his vulture bot, Malphas was also perplexed by what was displayed before his eyes. The Vulture Bot was but a toy airplane compared to the beast, one that annoyingly whizzed above its head.

Standing in the center of the streets was a gargantuan Woolly Mammoth, one of tremendous size to a point where the surrounding buildings were little more than dollhouses to the towering beast. Atop its head was a skull-like mask of its own kin, a pair of gleaming yellow eyes peering from the blackness of the eyeslit, baring a pair of curved tusks that far exceeded the tusk length of any member of the proboscidean family. Amongst its shaggy coat, a red swirl pattern was embedded on the right-hand side of its abdomen, along with its left shoulder blade and right knee. Black spots bedecked its forearms, each limb ending a stump-like foot.

"O-Oogar?..." Vaggie barley murmured, the mammoth gently placing the Hispanic demoness onto its hump-like back. Vaggie waved her arms to properly steady herself, quickly grabbing ahold of the mammoth's fur to keep herself from falling.

With his caretaker safe on his back, Oogar raised his forelegs off the ground before promptly slamming both of them onto the hard pavement below. The second that the mammoth's forelegs struck the ground, a gargantuan tidal wave carrying huge rock chunks, dust, and all sorts of large objects were forcibly lifted from the pavement and hurled down the city streets.

Any remaining knights were swept off their feet by the seismic eager, stricken by flying boulders, robot scraps, and cars. The tidal wave raged through the city block, decimating the streets during its rampage while a cascade of dust scattered throughout the area like an unrelenting hailstorm. Even the vulture bots from above weren't safe as several rocks managed to find themselves being hurled high into the air, striking down any vulture bot that was unlucky enough to stand in the way. Malphas managed to wildly veer the vulture bot out an ensemble of rocks that raced towards him like an asteroid field.

"DENNIS, CALL IN AN AIRSTRIKE AT ONCE!" Malphas barked to his captain, who was currently holding onto the back lever for dear life. Right before Dennis could make the call, a surprise earth chunk managed to horribly scathe the vulture bot's underside. The impact caused the robot to fly into a tailspin, Dennis desperately trying to regain control of the plummeting machine while matters were made even more stressful when his boss was frantically screaming his head off at him.

"CALLITCALLITCALLITCALLITCALLITCALLIT! FUCKING CALL IT NOW!"

Miraculously, the knight captain directed the vulture bot upward with the switch pulled at its fullest capacity. Reaching far enough to stay out of the mammoth's range at the knight spoke into his earpiece, even in his booming commands fright was present in his voice.

"TO ALL REMAINING UNITS, DIRECT YOUR FIRE TO THE MAMMOTH! HIT IT WITH EVERYTHING WE GOT!" He shouted and with his order came all vulture bots that had evaded being caught up tidal wave.

Oogar's ear began to twitch to almost a hundred or so engines roaring in the air. Cocking his head slightly, Oogar was met with several vulture bots all flying in his direction with the sole intention of bombarding him with lasers, bombs, or anything that they could throw at him as long as it meant his destruction. The Mammoth gave out a snort as if he were scoffing at this attempt to bring him down as the giant stamped his hind legs together two times. The streets trembled yet again, the asphalt cracking open with several fissures cutting through the road.

Out from the chasms, a series of massive stalagmites rocketed into the air as if they were torpedos. The approaching fleet weaved jagged rock projectiles, although some robots weren't so fortunate as they were torn into heaps of scrap metal and oil splatters. What was left of the fleet fired a ceaseless rainfall of lasers, but energy bolts barely fazed the mammoth. Leaving nothing but small singe marks on his thick fur, serving to only annoy Oogar rather than harm him. Wrapping his trunk around a large piece of earth debris, Oogar flung the colossal earth chunk right into the fleet.

The oncoming boulder smashed right into the fleet, taking out a grand portion of them as they swatted from the air like pesky flies. Dennis miraculously jerked his vulture bot out of harm's way, the boulder narrowly missing him and his master by a hair's length. The unlucky guards who were struck down found themselves being crushed beneath several tons of rock. Scowling with anger, Malphas directed a hand towards the mammoth.

"SLICE THAT MONGREL APART!" Malphas roared, leaping up and down in fear-driven anticipation. Dennis jerked the vulture bot downward with the buzzsaw aimed to slice the mammoth's skull open.

However, this attack was also but a fruitless endeavor for Oogar's trunk wrapped around the mechanical arm that held the buzzsaw, keeping the flying robot in place as Dennis struggled to break free from the mammoth's crushing grasp. Tightening his trunk to greater levels, the circular saw arm was snapped from the robot's underside, the force of which pushed the robot back as it awkwardly tried to maintain balance in the air. Realizing that his fleet had greatly diminished, Malphas knew what the next plan was.

"Dennis, give me the controls! I know what to do!" Malphas said, letting Dennis step aside as he took the reigns of operating the robot. With a quick push of the lever, the vulture bot flew off into the opposite direction at the fastest speed that its damaged state could allow.

"M-my lord! Where are we going!?" The captain shouted with confusion.

"ANYWHERE THAT ISN'T HARBORING BUILDING-SIZED ELEPHANT MONSTER! THAT'S WHAT!" The Goetian Inventor said, his flying contraption peeling through the city in a hurry, escaping the mammoth's fury for the time being.

Still locked in a state of bewildered by this unexpected sequence that she would have never anticipated, Vaggie slowly came back to reality as soon as she saw Malphas flying away from the scene. Her brows furrowed into a passionate glare of anger towards this display of cowardice as she looked down upon the mammoth she was seated on.

"Oogar, follow after him! LET'S SHOW THIS BASTARD REAL HELL!" She proclaimed before raising her spear in the air, screaming out to the blood-red skies. Oogar lifted his forelegs off the ground and came forth a thunderous cry that rattled the city to its core. Oogar proceeded to charge down the streets, his footsteps shaking the cement jungle like a cacophony of roaring thunder.

After its lifetime of wandering the ice-encased earth before resting beneath the ground as civilization rooted itself, dominating the planet that was once its home.

The Mammoth walked again.